MY 3 SONS

Chapter 1 =-

On a hot June day in Los Angeles, Donna Mason looked out
her living room window and watched the gardener mowing
the front lawn of her house. He was naked to the waist,
and he had a broad, hair-matted chest. The sight was
turning Donna on like crazy.

The guy was in his fifties, and he didn't even speak
English. Donna knew she had to be pretty hard-up to get
turned on by the gardener. He'd never attracted her
before. But she'd been almost three months without a
man, and it was beginning to get to her. She quickly
drank down her vodka and tonic and f***ed herself to
turn away from the window.

Striding to the portable bar, the petite blonde mixed
herself another drink. There wasn't anything else to do
at that time of day. Of course, she could join her three
teenage sons in the pool. It was summer vacation, and
the boys seemed to spend most of their time in the
water. She'd heard them out there when she came home,
but had decided not to intrude. Donna strolled to the
sliding glass door that led from the living room to the
patio. There she stopped and stared. Her sons were out
there all right, but they weren't wearing any clothes.

Donna slowly blushed all the way down to her toes. She
hadn't seen any of her sons naked since they were about
ten or eleven and she'd had to help them with their
baths. Now they were young men, their muscular young
bodies as adult in contour as any of the imaginary male
figures Donna fantasized about as she masturbated. Even
Bernie, the youngest, had a man-size cock. Donna still
thought of him as her baby, even though he had just
turned eighteen. He certainly wasn't a baby anymore, she
observed, her glittering eyes glued on his dangling male
appendage.

The boys were just skinning out of their clothes. They
stood at the edge of the pool, laughing and shoving each
other around, looking completely unselfconscious about
their nudity. Donna couldn't understand how they'd pull
such a stunt with her right there in the house. Then she
remembered... they didn't think she was home.

Ordinarily she went to have her hair done at this time
every Tuesday. She hadn't told her sons that she'd
changed the schedule. So this was what they did when
they thought she was out of the house.

Donna carefully kept in the shadows, not wanting the
boys to see her. Maybe she could learn something else
about their behavior when they thought nobody was
watching them. After all, she was the only adult in
charge of them, now that their father had chosen to
remove himself from their lives.

Just three months earlier, Carl, Donna's highly
successful attorney husband, had announced that he was
leaving her for his eighteen-year-old secretary. Donna
was still in shock from that. Maybe she wasn't as young
as his blonde, bimbo girlfriend, but she was still
plenty good-looking, and they'd been married twenty
years.

Granted, she and Carl hadn't been getting along that
well the last few years, and maybe the marriage was
failing, but it was still a rude surprise to be suddenly
left without a husband... and without sex.

It was the sex part that bothered her most. Watching her
naked teenage sons jostle each other at the poolside,
watching their virile young cocks bounce and swing,
Donna felt her pussy growing hot as fire. Hot, sticky
cunt-cream leaked from her neglected cunt, moistening
the crotch of her panties. All of a sudden her own sons
were getting her turned-on!

"Oh my god!" she moaned. "What's wrong with me?"

Donna already knew the answer, of course... She needed
to be fucked, and she needed it desperately. Even when
she and Carl were quarreling, they were still physically
attracted to each other, and they'd always had pretty
hot sex. She missed that regular love-making. In fact it
was driving her crazy to go without it.

Now her eyes darted from one handsome teenage prick to
another, and she couldn't help wondering what those
three magnificent young cocks looked like when they were
stiff. Were her boys virgins, or were they fucking their
girlfriends? What kind of lovers were they? Could they
possibly have inherited their father's talent for love-
making?

"Oh, stop it, Donna, that's sick!" she scolded herself.

But she couldn't get the subject off her mind. She was
pretty sure that Matt, her eldest boy. was no virgin.
Matt was twenty and he'd always been very popular with
the girls, even in Junior High. He'd had a long string
of girlfriends since then and Donna suspected that it
was because Matt liked to 'play the field' as far as
women were concerned. He was the typical wolf... always
on the prowl.

Her middle son, Terry, was nineteen, and if k**s today
were anything like they were when she was Terry's age,
he'd have lost his his virginity years ago. Like her
other sons, he was dark, handsome and sexy-looking, and
like his older b*****r... Terry never lacked for dates.

But what about Bernie... her youngest? Just turned
eighteen, he still looked so young... even now, lewdly
displaying that huge cock of his, Donna thought with a
suppressed tingle of lust. Bernie was the 'black sheep'
of the f****y where girls were concerned. He'd always
been the shy type, and never exhibited any of the a****l
magnetism that his two older b*****rs had done. It might
even be possible that he still hadn't gone all the way
with a girl yet.

Donna was shocked to find her pussy drooling heavily as
she thought about Bernie thrusting his hard young cock
into a girl's pussy for the first time. Her own hot cunt
began to tingle strangely at the very thought. Then her
fevered thoughts evaporated as the boys began diving
into the pool. She watched their lean, tanned bodies
flying through the air, catching tantalizing glimpses of
their young cocks. Within minutes, Donna found herself
softly whimpering with need, the crotch of her panties
soaked with her molten cuntal cream.

But what could she do? Drag the gardener into the house
and fuck him? Dash to the nearest singles bar and hijack
some stud? It was so frustrating. She couldn't even
date, because that might look bad when the divorce went
to court. Donna wasn't hurting financially. She had a
small inheritance, independent of Carl, which would
support her and the boys, but she wanted more out of the
jerk!

She wanted the house, and she wanted enough money to get
all three boys through college. To achieve that, she'd
have to keep her 'nose' clean. She couldn't afford to be
caught in bed with anybody till the divorce was over.
The only problem was, could she wait that long?

Right now she felt ready to scream with suppressed
horniness. It didn't help matters when her three sons
started floating on their backs in the swimming pool.
That presented her with the sight of three semi-hard
cocks. Apparently the cool water had caused the boys'
pricks to start stiffening. Either that or they were
talking about girls. Donna couldn't hear them because
the sliding glass door to the patio was closed.

It didn't matter. The more she watched, the harder their
cocks got, three rigid hard-ons cutting through the
water like sharks' fins. Just one stiff cock would have
been heaven for her at that moment, and the sight of
three of them out there, in her own backyard, was just
too much. She sighed with longing and rubbed her thighs
together, trying to ease the hot ache in her rapidly-
moistening pussy, but it was useless.

She was going to have to go to her room and masturbate,
as she'd been doing two or three times a day lately.
Ever since Carl walked out, she'd had nothing but her
own fingers to satisfy her nagging need. She had to beat
off before she could get to sl**p at night, and often
she had to masturbate during the day. She was about to
turn away from the window and go to her room, when Terry
started jacking off!

There was no doubt in Donna's mind that that was what he
was doing. Floating on his back, a wicked grin on his
handsome face, her middle son seized his cock and
started pumping it like crazy, laughing at something
he'd been telling the others.

His b*****rs laughed as well... and then they started
masturbating, too. Donna barely stifled a wail of shock
and outrage. Luckily the back yard was well-fenced and
none of the neighbors could see what was happening, but
it was still a very risky and foolhardy thing to do. All
three boys started pumping their stiff young cocks,
fists flying. Donna realized that she was accidentally
witnessing a jack-off contest.

She gulped the rest of her drink and set the glass
aside. She knew she ought to spare herself any more
frustration and just quit looking, but somehow she
couldn't tear her eyes away from the naughty scene in
the pool. It had been so long since she'd even looked at
a cock. Donna couldn't resist the sight.

Obviously Terry had practiced this routine. He was
floating around effortlessly, his hot horny eyes focused
on the sky as he furiously pumped his rock-hard teenage
cock. Matt was almost as good as his b*****r, but once
in a while he had to paddle to keep afloat. Bernie was
no good at it at all.

As with girls, poor Bernie had always tried to keep up
with his older b*****rs in whatever they did, and the
jack-off contest was no exception. The k** was valiantly
beating away, but he wasn't so good at floating, and he
kept getting water in his face and coughing. At last he
reached out with his free hand and grasped the gutter
which at least kept him afloat while his fist pounded on
his huge hard-on.

Soon all three fists were working at lightning speed. As
Donna watched, her felt her pussy swelling and flooding.
She had a wild urge to stick her hand down inside her
shorts and play with herself. She resisted it. It would
be too embarrassing if one of the boys happened to
glance into the house and see her.

Still, she couldn't ignore the blazing need in her
pussy. It was more maddening than ever. She didn't think
she could last another day without a man, yet where was
she going to find one? And how could she take a lover
without Carl finding out? He probably had a private
investigator watching the house to catch her in the act,
right now!

So she stood there and ached with sexual longing, a
longing she could do nothing to appease, staring at her
three teenage sons jack off. She couldn't believe she
was watching three gorgeous young hard-ons being wasted,
and there was nothing she could do about it.

Terry was the first to get off, winning the contest
hands down. But his two b*****rs were only seconds
behind him. Suddenly the pool seemed to have acquired
fountains, as three streams of jism arched high in the
air and splattered down into the water. The boys came
and came, shooting their loads in every direction.

"Oh, my God!" Donna moaned, forcing herself to turn
away.

She hurried to her bedroom, knowing she wouldn't be able
to think straight till she'd masturbated. She wasn't
proud of having to beat off so often, but it was the
only thing saving her sanity these days. It was always
so frustrating to to walk into the master bedroom and
see the king-size bed she'd shared with Carl for all
these years, lying empty every night. They might not
have had the perfect marriage. but they sure had had
some terrific sex.

"Damn you, Carl," she moaned, "I hate your guts, but I
wish you were here right now... with a hard-on."

It was true. She was furious with Carl for running out
on her and the boys, furious that he'd run off with some
girl young enough to be his daughter, but right now she
would have spread her legs for him in a second. She
would have begged him to cram his cock into her. She
didn't have any pride left, she was so horny. She missed
her asshole of a husband... he was the only man she'd
ever fucked.

Carl had taken her cherry when she was still in high
school. He'd gotten her pregnant with Matt, so they'd
had to get married in a hurry. They'd fucked like sex-
starved bunnies ever since, and Donna was used to it.
She needed that regular good fucking, needed it
desperately, although she hadn't been aware of her need
till Carl suddenly left her.

Now she stripped hurriedly and carelessly, tossing her
clothes in every direction. Naked, she headed for the
bed, only to pause as she caught a glimpse of herself in
the big dresser mirror. She changed directions, walking
over to the mirror and inspecting herself at close
range.

That was something she hadn't dared to do in three
months. When Carl left her for that 'drop-dead gorgeous'
young secretary of his, Donna was really humiliated. She
figured that, in her thirties, she was too old to be
attractive. But now she f***ed herself to study her
naked body in the mirror, deliberately looking for
flaws. There weren't any.

She saw a petite beautiful blonde, a pretty woman with a
great body. She studied her full ripe tits and saw that
they were as firm as ever. Her skin was smooth and
creamy, her honey-blonde hair cascading thickly to her
shoulders. She was a very lovely and desirable woman in
every respect.

Feeling much better about herself, Donna marched over to
the bed and stretched out, already growling with lusty
anticipation. She wasn't proud of jerking herself off,
not exactly, but once she got started, she put her whole
heart into it. It was the only sexual outlet she had, so
she liked to do her best.

She began by cupping and fondling her big, firm tits,
just the way Carl used to do when he was getting her
turned on. She hoisted and molded her large breasts,
massaging them till they began to swell with arousal,
using her thumbs to tease her cone-shaped nipples into
erect little buds.

"Mmmmm, yessss," she gurgled.

While she played with herself she liked to pretend she
was getting it on with some stranger. One thing she was
looking forward to after the divorce was finally fucking
somebody besides her husband. All her life she'd fucked
only Carl, and despite the intense pleasure he'd always
given her, Donna could hardly wait to find out what it
was like with other guys.

The moment she was a free woman, she intended to find
out, but for now all she had was her fingers and her
fantasies. She imagined some gorgeous young hunk coming
on to her, fondling her naked tits and driving her crazy
with need. She creamed furiously, soaking her probing
fingers with her scalding pussy-cream.

Then she trailed her hands down her hot sleek little
body till she was touching the soft golden fur of her
cuntbush. She rubbed her palm over the hairy triangle,
pressing down to stimulate her swollen pussy mound. Then
very slowly, she slipped a hand between her legs,
opening her thighs wider and wider as she did so. She
touched the scorching wet flesh of her cunt and shivered
with excitement.

"Ohhh yes, honey! Play with me down there," she moaned
to her fantasy lover.

Of course she knew just where to touch herself and what
felt best. First she explored her whole cunt slit,
caressing the hot puffy flesh and shivering with
enjoyment. Everywhere she touched herself, it felt nice,
but some places were even more sensitive and receptive
than others. The most sensitive place of all was her
stiff, throbbing clit. She found the small hooded lump
of flesh and began to stroke it with the tip of her
index finger. Even the most feathery touch felt
fantastically good on that super-sensitive little
button. She whirled her fingertip around and around the
stiff little shaft... creaming like crazy.

As if in a dream, Donna felt the molten liquid
overflowing her cunt and trickling down into the hot,
quivering crack of her ass and she whimpered helplessly.
Images of her sons' long hard cocks flashed through her
lust-crazed mind as she rubbed her slippery cuntslit
frantically. She couldn't help herself.

She pictured them standing in front of her, jacking off
as they'd done in the pool, only this time their hard
young cocks were only inches from her face. Their smooth
young hands were all over her... squeezing her big,
sweaty tits and rubbing sensuously between her widely-
parted legs.

Faster and faster she worked her finger around the
swelling shaft of her fuck button, bringing herself to a
fever pitch of excitement. Soon she was panting,
moaning, and clawing the bed with her free hand. She
caught her wildly throbbing clit between her thumb and
index finger and began to knead it.

"Oh god yssss," she groaned.

In her mind's eye, Matt was rubbing his cock over her
face as he squeezed her left tit... Terry was jerking
off over her belly as he fondled the right one, and
Bernie... Bernie was rubbing her wet, hairy slit,
sticking his young fingers deep into her boiling
cunthole.

That steady firm penetration was ecstasy to the sex-
starved young housewife. It gave her a steady buzz of
pleasure that made her cream like mad. She closed her
eyes tightly, shutting out every other sensation.
Nothing existed for her at that moment but the marvelous
sensations radiating from her cunt. Molten cream spurted
and flooded from her overheated cunt.

"Make me cum," she moaned to her imaginary lovers. "Oh
god, I need to cum so bad."

Usually Donna brought herself off by kneading her clit.
It always worked fast, and it gave her a good sharp
orgasm. But today she craved a cock so badly. She ached
to feel something big and hard in her cunt. Impulsively
she released her clit and slid her middle finger into
her steamy pussy, pretending it was Bernie's big, hard
cock.

"Unnnnhhhh, yessss! Fuck me, baby... FUCK ME!" she
gurgled.

It was the first time in three months that she'd had
anything in her cunt, and it drove her wild. In her
fantasy, she was being fucked by her youngest son's huge
cock, then Bernie's face dissolved into Terry's and it
was he who was fucking her. Finally, Matt's handsome
features loomed into her blurred vision and it was her
eldest son who was grinning down at her with that self-
satisfied look of his, plowing her horny cunt with his
massive cock, deeply and deliciously.

Donna began to piston her stiff fingers hard and fast
into her cream-flooded cunt, jerking her hips in a hard
fucking motion, just like she did with Carl when he
fucked her, only in her lust-clouded brain it was her
sons fucking her... First Matt, Terry... then Bernie,
each boy taking turns slamming his big thick prick into
her yearning cunt, trying to outdo the others.

"Fuck it to me, fuck it to MEEE!" she howled.

Some fuzzy part of her mind was thinking logically and
hoped the boys were still in the pool, because she knew
she couldn't be quiet. She couldn't stop moaning and
squealing as she worked herself quickly toward that
urgently-needed climax. She arched her body so she could
dig her stiff fingers as deeply as possible into her
molten fuck-hole, simulating the cocks in her fantasy as
best she could.

Even as a violent orgasm began in the fiery depths of
her cunt, and Donna imagined all three of her randy
young sons fucking her at the same time, one in each
hole, she knew she wasn't going to be satisfied. It was
a body-wracking orgasm, flaming out to sear through
every vein, making her buck and writhe all over the bed.
Yet it wasn't enough. Her starved cunt could tell the
difference between a slim finger and a thick hard cock.
And the erotic, i****tuous images of her handsome young
sons only served to heighten her sexual frustration even
further.

"OH GOD! OH GOD! OH GOD!" Donna sobbed.

It was better than nothing, but it wasn't the real
thing. As she came down from her powerful orgasm, Donna
knew that she just couldn't go any longer without a man.
The fantasy concerning her sons was instantly buried in
post-orgasmic bliss. Fantasies were just that...
fantasies. What she thought about as she brought herself
off wasn't real. It could never happen, but the stark
truth remained... She'd go out of her mind if she didn't
get fucked right away. That much was very clear to her.

But it was also very clear that she couldn't take a
lover before her divorce was final. If she was to get
the settlement she wanted, the house and the college
money for the boys, she simply couldn't afford to have a
man in her life. And that left her in an impossible
dilemma.

-= Chapter 2 =-

Donna dwelt upon her frustrating problem for the rest of
the day but couldn't come up with a solution. She knew
the right thing to do was ignore her lust and get a good
divorce settlement for her sons. But it felt like her
pussy was on fire every minute of the day and night...
she couldn't think about anything else but sex.

To make things worse, now that she had spied on the boys
while they skinny-dipped, she couldn't forget how
enticing their firm young cocks had looked. Now, every
time she spoke to one of her sons, Donna invariably
found herself mentally undressing him was so
embarrassing, yet she couldn't seem to help herself.

She was glad when evening came and the boys began
excusing themselves to go to bed. They usually watched
TV together after dinner, but Bernie would soon start
yawning and go to his room, then Terry would do the
same. Matt normally stayed up the latest, but eventually
he too headed off to his room leaving Donna to watch the
late shows alone.

Tonight, Donna wished they'd all go to bed and leave her
to think without the distraction of their lean masculine
young bodies. But even after his younger b*****rs had
left for bed, Matt remained. He was lounging on the
couch next to Donna, and it impossible for her to ignore
him. To her embarrassment, Donna's eyes kept drifting to
the enticing bulge in the crotch of her eldest son's
tight jeans. Stop it, she scolded herself, he's your own
son!

She fidgeted, and Matt scooted closer and suddenly
slipped his arm around her shoulders, giving her a
squeeze.

"Hey, Mom," he said, "you wanta talk about it?"

"Talk about what? " Donna replied, turning scarlet.

"Aha," he grinned, "I knew it! There's something on your
mind, all right. What are you blushing about? You can
tell good ol' Matt."

Oh, no, she couldn't. How could she tell her own son
that she'd been horny day and night and that she'd
actually gotten aroused by watching him and his b*****rs
jack off?

"Thanks, honey," she sighed, "but it's pretty private."

"Hey, Mom, I'm all grown-up now, remember" Matt said.
pulling her even closer against him. "I understand about
these things."

"What things?" Donna asked nervously.

Matt nuzzled her neck and said gently, "I know you're
horny, Mom. You gotta be horny without Dad."

"Matt!" Donna gasped, "What an awful thing to say to
your mother."

He cupped her chin and f***ed her to look at him. She
lowered her eyes guiltily and blushed even harder. Matt
laughed knowingly.

"Come on, Mom," he said, "you gotta share it with
somebody. You might as well admit it. You've been
nervous and snappy as hell lately, and there's only one
reason for that."

Had her horniness been that obvious? Donna felt
mortified. She tried to wriggle out of her son's
embrace, but he tightened his grip. Their bodies were
rubbing together now, side by side, and despite her
embarrassment she was getting helplessly turned on by
the hard masculine feel of him. Her pussy began to
moisten noticeably, the hot sticky liquid seeping into
her panties.

She felt her tits swelling and her nipples stiffening,
just as they did when Carl came on to her. But this
wasn't her husband, this was their son. She had no
business getting the hots for him. Donna turned to Matt
to tell him it had to stop. But at that moment the boy
planted his mouth on hers and kissed her, darting his
tongue into her mouth. Donna was completely taken off
guard.

"Ummmmmmmmmmhhhh!" she moaned.

She sank back into the couch, and returned her son's
kiss. Her mind kept telling her it was wrong, but her
body didn't give a damn. Her body wanted to feel a man's
touch, and she was so horny and aroused at the moment,
it didn't matter whose.

Matt sensuously explored her mouth with his hot tongue,
and Donna creamed right through her panties and jeans.
He pulled her against him, chest to chest. He had to
feel her lust-stiffened nipples and big swollen tits. He
had to feel her trembling lustily, helplessly.

A sudden surge of guilt roused Donna from her lustful
surrender. She knew that if she didn't get away from her
handsome young son in the next few seconds, she'd lose
her self-control completely. The consequences of that
could be disastrous for them both. With every ounce of
willpower, Donna wrenched her face away from her son's.

"Matt, this is totally wrong. W-we mustn't do this," she
stammered.

"How come?" he grinned. "Because it's i****t? I just
studied that in college, in an anthropology class. I
just don't see what's so awful about it?"

Donna gawked at him. Her eldest son was a lot more
sophisticated than she'd thought. He'd actually been
reading about i****t, thinking about it. And tonight
he'd decided to give it the old college try. He'd
deliberately tried to turn on his own mother, and
obviously he liked it.

"Some cultures allow i****t," he was telling her as he
stroked her body sensuously. "It isn't always taboo. And
why should it be? If both participants are willing,
who's it hurting?"

As he talked, Matt started unbuttoning his mother's
light cotton shirt. Donna lay slumped against the back
of the couch, breathing hard, trying desperately to
control herself. She could see that if she just gave in,
Matt would provide her with that she so desperately
craved... a good, hard fuck. After seeing the size of
his cock at full erection earlier on in the day, Donna
knew she would enjoy feeling it stretch and fill her
poor, neglected pussy. It would be so easy.

But she didn't agree with him about i****t. In her book
it was absolutely wrong. Despite the lust he was
generating in her, Donna wasn't ready to fuck her own
son, no matter how insanely horny she felt. As if in a
daze, she watched him open her blouse and expose her
fully packed lace bra. She heard his sharp intake of
breath as he ogled her big ripe tits.

"Mom, you always had the most fantastic tits," he told
her, his voice coarsened with lusty excitement. "I've
been wanting to play with them for so long."

"Matt, what a terrible thing to say!" Donna gasped.

"Why?" he chuckled. "It's perfectly natural for teenage
boys to get turned on by their mothers, especially when
they're as hot-looking as you, Mom. After all, a guy's
mother is the most important woman in his life at that
age, right? So he spends a lot of time thinking about
her".

As he spoke, he reached around her and unhooked her bra.
Now she was certain he was sexually experienced, because
he did it in a second, with no clumsiness or fumbling.
The bra snapped open, and he pushed it out of the way,
uncovering her large, firm tits and lust-engorged
nipples.

"Oh, Mom, they're gorgeous!" he breathed.

"Oh honey, noooo!" Donna moaned.

She didn't know where her common sense had gone tonight,
but she couldn't seem to move. In spite of her words of
protest, Donna just slumped there and panted as her son
reached out and cupped her naked tits. His young
nostrils flaring with lustful excitement, Matt molded
and squeezed the hot, heavy globes, and Donna stifled a
whimper of longing.

Each squeeze, each caress, brought her need closer to
boiling point. If only he wasn't her son! If he'd been
any other man, she would have ripped of her clothes and
begged for his cock. She was horny enough to do
something that shameless, even with a total stranger...
but not with her own son!

Still she couldn't move as he fondled her luscious tits
and thumbed her stiff pink nipples. She was creaming
heavily and helplessly, soaking the crotch of her
panties and jeans. Her tits throbbed in Matt's hands,
letting him know just how desperately she needed a man's
touch. The boy had to know that his hunch was right...
his sexy mother was achingly horny.

"Relax, Mom," he soothed gently, "let me make you feel
good. Nobody has to know about it but us. We could do so
many nice things for each other."

He was right in a way. He was home from college for the
summer, away from his usual girlfriends, and about as
horny as a virile young man can get. Donna was still a
couple of months away from her divorce settlement and
didn't dare risk taking a lover until then. But in the
privacy of her own home, with her own son, maybe she
could get the relief she needed.

Matt bent down low, stuck out his tongue, and started
licking her supersensitive nipples. Donna gave a little
sob of lust. He squeezed her heaving tits tighter
together, lining up the swollen nipples side by side,
and flicked his hot tongue over one then the other,
making Donna shudder with pleasure.

Donna let her head slump back and briefly closed her
eyes, pretending that it was Carl licking her tits. He
was very good at it, and it always drove her wild. If it
were Carl, she wouldn't have to feel uptight and guilty.
She began to gurgle and moan, only to realize that she
was getting carried away with her fantasy.

She opened her eyes and looked down at her eldest son
licking her tits. As she watched, he opened his mouth
and slid it down around both stiff nipples, enclosing
them in his lips. Donna sobbed. She ached to have him go
on making love to her, slowly and deliciously, just as
his father had done. Yet she knew it was wrong. No
matter what Matt tried to tell her, i****t was terribly
wrong.

"No, honey, you've got to stop," she cried.

Matt paid no attention to his mother's protests. He just
went on noisily sucking her swollen nipples and driving
her crazy with desire. Donna knew she had to gather all
her strength and get away from him before she did
something she'd really regret. Taking a big breath, she
pressed her hands against the boy's muscular chest and
pushed.

"Stop it at once, Matt," she snapped. "You know this is
wrong... Do as I say!"

Matt let her erect left nipple pop from his sucking
lips. He looked at her, his eyes hot and glazed with
horniness. Donna suddenly realized he wasn't going to
listen to any of her arguments and that he couldn't be
talked out of fulfillment. He was beyond rational
thought. He wasn't going to leave her alone till his
lust was taken care of.

"Come on, cut the bullshit, Mom!" he snapped. "You're
horny, and so am I. So why can't we take care of each
other?"

Donna shuddered with excitement as her son's strong hand
cupped her scorching pussy through her jeans. He began
to squeeze the moist, swollen flesh firmly and
rhythmically. Hot stabs of pleasure ripped through her
pussy. He was squeezing her off, something she hadn't
experienced in twenty years, but it brought back some
very erotic memories.

She and Carl had necked a lot before finally going 'all
the way'. She couldn't remember how long they'd been
going together before Carl fucked her. It hadn't been
long, that was for sure. They'd been so hotly attracted
to each other. It had only been a couple of dates before
Donna surrendered her cherry. But before that Carl had
done quite few things to turn her on and make her want
more sex with him. Squeezing her off had been one of
them.

He'd done it just the way her son was doing it, too.
He'd just grabbed himself a fistful of cream-soaked
jeans crotch and started squeezing her pussy-mound in a
good steady rhythm... like Matt was doing to her now.
She hadn't been able to resist it then, and she couldn't
resist it this time, either. He squeezed faster, harder,
and she slumped back against the couch and moaned in
total submission.

"Oh god, ohhhhh GOD!" she sobbed.

"Yeah, Mom, let me get you off," he said hoarsely.
"You'll feel so much better."

That was for damned sure. Donna was practically
screaming with the need to cum. Maybe if she permitted
him to do it just this once, she could think clearly
again. And besides, he was just squeezing her through
her jeans. That wasn't so serious. It really wasn't
i****t, or so the frantically horny housewife told
herself. Matt's had felt absolutely fantastic.
u*********sly Donna began hunching her hips against the
boy's hand as she rocketed toward that desperately-
needed climax.

"Unnnhhhhh, jezus... baby! I'm so hot!" she sobbed.

Matt watched her lust-contorted face as he massaged his
mother's moist pussy through her clothes. He was damned
near cumming in his own jeans. Ever since he could
remember, he'd thought his mom was the most beautiful
woman in the world, and since becoming a teenager he'd
often jacked off while fantasizing about her. But it
wasn't till his college anthropology course that his
fantasies had taken a serious turn.

The more he read about i****t, the more the idea turned
him on. And when he came home for summer vacation and
spent days lying around next to his beautiful, bikini-
clad mother, his fantasies had been non-stop. He just
couldn't help thinking how exciting it would be to make
love to his gorgeous blonde mom.

The last straw was when his father left and Matt watched
his mother getting more desperately horny by the day.
Here she was, practically going out of her mind with the
need to be fucked. And there he was going crazy thinking
about doing it to her. It was insane that they shouldn't
help each other out. Why go on suffering when they could
both get what they desperately desired.

Matt watched his mother's lust-contorted face as he
brought her to climax. Even through her jeans and
panties he could feel the scorching heat and helpless
wetness of her neglected pussy. Her swollen pussy flesh
was actually throbbing through her clothes as he
squeezed her. Then suddenly, her whole body stiffened
and shuddered. Her eyes were shut tight, and her
beautiful face was a mask of pure lust as a violent
orgasm exploded in her pussy.

"Oh god, ahhhhhh! I'm CUMMING!" she wailed.

Her body convulsed as Donna ground her soaked crotch
against Matt's squeezing hand, her naked heaving tits
jiggled and bounced. She went on whimpering and sobbing
with joy as the intense climax ripped through her body.
Again Matt damned near shot his load in his jeans. God
she was hot! He knew now that it wasn't going to be as
difficult as he'd first thought to seduce his horny
mother. He wouldn't rest till he'd gotten his cock into
her hot, horny little fuck hole.

She moaned, as her thighs tightened around her son's
softly squeezing hand.

Her climax spun itself out at last, and Donna opened her
eyes and looked at her son, blushing. Matt didn't say
anything right away. He simply unzipped his jeans and
pulled out his cock, his eyes gleaming with undisguised
lust.

Donna blushed even harder as she glanced down at his
enormous erection. It was even bigger than her
husband's... long and thick and pulsing with adolescent
arousal. Her pussy began to tingle at the sight of it.
Matt grabbed his mother's hand and wrapped it around his
steel-hard prick.

"Jerk me off, Mom!" he said hoarsely. "I helped you
out... now you've gotta help me."

Donna nodded helplessly and began to pump her fist up
and down her son's hard, throbbing cock. Matt let go of
her hand and lay back against the couch, moaning with
pleasure as her slender fingers zipped up and down the
lust-stiffened shaft of his prick. This was one of his
favorite all-time fantasies... his beautiful blonde
mother jacking him off.

"Ahhhhh, yeah, Mom, do it to me," he sighed.

Donna was blushing right down to her toes. yet she felt
it was only fair to give him some relief. After all,
he'd brought her off. Still, it was so outrageous to be
pumping her own son's stiff cock, jacking him off. She'd
never even dreamed that she might do something like
this.

i****t had never been one of her fantasies. Not that she
hadn't had fantasies. As her marriage to Carl worsened,
she'd thought more and more of making it with other men.
She didn't want to go her whole life having fucked only
her husband. She ached to know what it was like with
others. Maybe it was time to live out some of those
fantasies.

She couldn't ignore her mounting excitement as she
worked Matt's throbbing cock between her fingers. She
pumped steadily faster and harder, and he moaned louder,
his handsome face flushing red with lust. His cock
jerked and twitched in her pumping fist, as pre-cum
began to ooze out of his piss-hole. Donna eyed the
glistening cream and licked her lips hungrily.

Donna was not only starved for the feel of cock, she was
starved for the taste of it. She adored going down on
Carl. Her mouth watered as she imagined dipping her head
down and tonguing up some of the delicious hot cream
that was bubbling up in the slit of her son's stiff
cock. But of course, she'd never do anything that
outrageous.

No, her task was to get the boy off, and she wanted to
do it as fast as possible. Then she could get away to
her room and try to think. She speeded up her pumping,
and Matt groaned in ecstasy, his slim young hips bucking
up off the couch as he fucked her fist. She breathed a
sigh of relief and knew that he'd be cumming any second.

Donna began to shiver with carnal desire, her pussy
leaking into her panties once more. It didn't seem
possible. She'd masturbated that afternoon, and then
Matt had gotten her off by squeezing her pussy, yet she
was horny all over again. She looked down at his jerking
cock and ached to feel it in her hotly itching cunt.

She couldn't deny that at that moment she wanted to fuck
her own son. She wanted it so badly, she could have
screamed. Instead, she began to pump his cock faster and
harder, wanting to get him off right away so she could
remove herself from this temptation before she did
something crazy. Within seconds, Matt stiffened and
gasped loudly, his whole body jerking as thick wads of
boiling jizz began to shoot from his exploding cock.

"FUCK YEAH!!" he yelled.

Donna watched the creamy liquid jetting from her son's
cock, and she was suddenly overcome with horny need. She
leaned down close, opened her mouth wide, and caught the
last few spurts of sperm in her greedy mouth. She
savored it, gurgling, then gulped it down. Thank
goodness Matt had his eyes closed and didn't see the
outrageous thing she was doing.

"Oh, wow, Mom, thanks," he breathed at last, "That was
one of the best!"

Donna jerked her head away from his cock and sat stiffly
as he opened his eyes. She tried to look at him sternly,
but he just smiled at her dreamily.

"Matt, you are to forget everything that happened
tonight, and you're never to mention it to me or anyone
ever again," she said, nervously. "I'm sure that by
morning we'll both have come to our senses. I don't know
what came over me, but nothing like this will ever
happen again. I'm going to bed."

Donna dropped his cock, jumped to her feet, and fled
from the room.

-= Chapter 3 =-

Matt stared after her as his mother stood up and
hurriedly left the room. He couldn't understand why she
was so upset. As far as he was concerned, the fun was
just beginning. He'd thought his pretty mom was starting
to get turned on. But he hadn't reckoned with her adult
hang-ups. She really did have a thing about i****t.

Donna hurried to her room, closed the door, and started
to undress. Now that it was over, she couldn't believe
what an outrageous thing she'd just done. She'd actually
made out with her own son! She had a dizzy recollection
of Matt kissing her, playing with her tits, then
squeezing her pussy through her clothes till she came
like a bomb.

All that was so embarrassing, but the most embarrassing
thing of all was the way she'd jacked him off and
swallowed his cum. She was a decent, respectable
housewife and mother, and never in her wildest fantasies
had she imagined doing something like that. Her mind
still reeling with the enormity of what she'd done,
Donna put on her nightgown and crawled into bed.

One thing was for sure, she could never let it happen
again. No matter how desperately horny she was, she just
couldn't seek her sexual satisfaction with her own son.
Maybe it was going to take a lot of cold showers, or
maybe she'd have to start jogging, but somehow she'd
have to keep her lust in check till after the divorce.

Then she could find a suitable lover, a man her own age.
Donna promised herself all these things as she tossed
and turned in her lonely king-sized bed. Her pussy was
still hot with need. That one sharp orgasm Matt had
given her with his hand wasn't enough. It had just made
her hungry for more. Obviously she was going to have to
rub herself off before she could get to sl**p.

She slid a hand down between her legs and felt the
scorching, soaked flesh of her pussy. But just as she
inserted a finger into her slit and began to stroke the
fever-hot flesh, there was a tap at her door. She jumped
guiltily, whipped her hand off her pussy, and switched
on the bedside lamp.

"Yes?" she called.

"Mom," Matt said, "please let me come in. I have to talk
to you."

Donna's first instinct was to tell him to go away. After
what had just happened it would be dangerous to let Matt
into her bedroom. Not because of what he might do, but
because of what she might let him do. Donna agonized for
a few seconds, then realized that the boy probably only
wanted to apologize for what had happened. Her little
beat-off session would just have to wait.

"Oh, all right, Matt," she said, finally.

Sighing with frustration, Donna sat up in bed, fluffed
out her long golden hair, and waited. Matt opened and
closed the door gently and came to sit on the edge of
the bed.

As he approached, he noticed the sexy nightgown his
mother was wearing, something black and filmy that you
could practically see through. It had very narrow
straps, and it was cut very low in front, showing
Donna's deep cleavage and much of her big, firm, creamy
breasts. The sight certainly did nothing to help quell
Matt's lust for her.

He sat on the edge of the bed, as close to her as he
could get, and breathed in her heady perfume. He tried
not to ogle the enticing swell of her tits and tried not
to act like a sex-fiend. But he felt like one. And there
was nothing he could do to keep his cock from swelling
and rising, obscenely tenting his jeans. He just hoped
his mother wouldn't notice.

"What is it, Matt?" Donna asked impatiently.

"It's about what happened, Mom," he said. "I know you
told me not to talk about it, but I want to tell you
something."

"I think I know what it is, dear," said Donna, "But It
was just as much my fault so there's no need to say
you're sorry."

"But I'm not," Matt exclaimed.

"Y-You're not?!" Donna gasped.

"No, of course not," he said coolly. "I came to tell you
how silly you're acting. We could really have a great
time together, Mom. We wouldn't have to be horny all
summer. I'd just like to help you get over your hang-ups
about it, that's all... so you can relax and let me give
you the cock you're obviously so hungry for."

Donna's mouth fell open. She couldn't believe what she
was hearing. Her oldest son seemed to see nothing wrong
with fucking his own mother. In fact he actually seemed
to be scolding her for being so uptight about committing
i****t. Then her eyes drifted down to his fly, and she
saw that Matt had another very large hard-on.

"Oh, no," she moaned.

"Oh, yes, Mom," Matt said hoarsely. "it makes so much
sense. We're both horny... Let's just go with it."

He made a dive for her, pulling back the covers at the
same time. Donna was taken off-guard. The next thing she
knew, he was lying on top of her, and there was nothing
between them but her thin flimsy nightgown. She could
feel his rock-hard cock pressing into her swollen pussy-
mound.

Matt jammed his mouth over his mother's and shoved his
tongue between her lips, frenching her passionately.
Donna's big tits swelled, and her nipples went stiff
against his chest. She just barely caught herself as she
began to grind her hips up at him in an urgent fucking
motion. She wanted to rub her mound against his cock.
She wanted him to lift her nightgown, slide down between
her legs, and shove his hard young cock into her. She
wanted it so bad, she could hardly keep from moaning.

The only thing that saved her was reminding herself that
this attractive horny would-be lover was her own son.
Otherwise she would have surrendered to him eagerly. She
struggled to keep her body stiff and unresponsive as
Matt gave her another long steamy tongue-kiss and ran
his hands over her tingling body.

At last Matt came up for air, his eyes hot and glassy
with adolescent arousal. His cock was incredibly hard,
and it was throbbing violently against her belly. He was
all ready for a good hard fuck... unfortunately, so was
Donna. But she wasn't going to let him know that. She
fought to keep her body stiff and unresponsive, all the
while frowning up at him.

"The hell you're not interested," he grinned. "You were
plenty interested out on the couch earlier, and I bet
you're just as horny right now... Let's find out!"

"Matt!" Donna gasped. He was sliding his hand up under
her night-dress!

She didn't react in time, so she couldn't stop him as he
shoved his hand between her hot thighs and touched the
scalding wet flesh of her naked pussy. He felt her
swollen pussy folds, the thick sticky cream, the searing
heat. It was obvious how insanely horny she was. Donna
blushed furiously, and Matt gave her a triumphant grin.
He'd had enough experience with girls to know what a
hot, juice-filled pussy meant... his sexy mother was
dying to be fucked! He pushed her nightgown up further,
uncovering the pretty little blonde triangle of her
cunt-bush, and began to stroke her pussy.

"Oh god!" Donna sobbed.

She couldn't help it... she creamed all over her son's
fingers as he gently but sensuously stimulated the
fever-hot flesh of her cunt slit. She'd always loved it
when Carl played with her pussy. Just the most feathery
touches felt so exciting and she couldn't hide her hot
response as Matt's fingers explored the ultrasensitive
flesh.

"Relax, Mom," he said soothingly, "I'm just touching
you. It's no big deal."

Her son's voice seemed hypnotic to her. She sank back
against the pillows and shivered with sensual pleasure
as he petted and massaged the hot juicy folds of her
cunt. She couldn't stop creaming. She soaked his fingers
again and again with the molten liquid that seeped from
her thirsty little hole.

Matt was trying very hard not to show how wildly excited
he was as he played with his mother's pussy. He'd never
felt a pussy that was more hot and wet and ready. He
wanted to get a look at it. Ever so gently and slowly,
he eased her thighs apart and bent her knees, till her
pussy was fully exposed to the light. He ogled her
luscious-looking glistening pink cunt flesh.

His beautiful mother seemed torn between embarrassment
and arousal. She clearly loved what he was doing to her,
but she still wasn't responding the way he wanted her
to. It was almost as if her lust-filled brain had
reasoned that it was okay as long as she didn't actively
participate herself. No problem, thought Matt, he was
halfway there. All he had to do now was how to get her
so turned-on that she'd forget her modesty and her
morality. He slid his fingers to the most sensitive spot
of all, the pulsating little nub of his mother's clit.

Grasping the slippery button between his thumb and index
finger, Matt began to knead it sensuously. Donna gave a
helpless gurgle of pleasure and drenched his fingers
with yet another spurt of sizzling cunt-juice. Her eyes
fluttered, then closed, and her teeth flashed in a lusty
grimace. His technique was working great.

"Ohhhhhhhhh, honey," she moaned weakly, "you'd better
not."

"I'll just get you off once, Mom," Matt lied. "Then
you'll be able to sl**p."

She didn't reply to that, and he knew she wasn't going
to fight it. His stiff cock almost tore its way out of
his pants as he began to masturbate his own beautiful
mother to climax. It was more exciting than any of the
jack-off fantasies he'd had about her. He rolled her
clit between his fingers and felt it throbbing harder by
the second, his other hand wandering freely over his
mother's gorgeous, slender body from her thighs to her
tits.

She knew how wrong it was to let her own son masturbate
her, but she literally couldn't bear to make him stop.
She was going out of her mind with horniness. Her lust
was so strong and continual that her own fingers
couldn't satisfy her any longer. She needed a man, and
Matt was the only man available.

Somehow, tomorrow, she'd try to explain to him why it
was wrong for a mother and son to do the things they'd
done, and why it couldn't continue. But tonight she just
didn't have the will-power to fight him. Donna closed
her eyes and shut out everything but the delicious
sensations coursing through her loins as a result of her
son's expert fondling. He sure knew exactly how to make
a girl's bl**d boil.

For a second, Donna wondered how many other girls (or
women) Matt had done this to. A pang of jealousy stabbed
through her for an instant at the thought, then it faded
as she felt the pleasure intensifying in her pussy.
Soon, she was writhing in total sexual abandon, grinding
her cunt up at Matt's probing fingers like the cock-
hungry whore she was.

"Unnnnhhhhh, Matt! Yessss, baby!" she moaned, "MY GOD,
YESSSS!"

Matt gave a low lusty groan. More than anything in the
world he wanted to rip off his pants, throw himself onto
his gorgeous mother, and fuck her till her teeth
rattled. He wouldn't rest till he'd fucked her. But he
knew it was too early to try that. It would really freak
her out again if he moved too fast.

He'd just have to be patient, playing little pussy games
with her, till she relaxed enough to go all the way with
him. It might take a couple of days, but it would be
worth the wait. It would mean having his gorgeous blonde
mother for a bed partner all summer. That was something
Matt was more than willing to work for. So he kept his
own lust in check as he rolled her wildly throbbing fuck
button between his fingers and brought her steadily
towards orgasm.

Very gradually Matt increased the speed and firmness of
the cunt-massage he was giving his mom, and every time
he did, Donna moaned in bliss and creamed all over his
hand. By now her whole body was flushed with arousal,
and she was writhing and jerking her naked hips in a
helpless fucking motion, her luscious tits jiggling
enticingly.

Matt wondered how his father could leave such a
beautiful, sexy woman. He shook his head in
bewilderment. The old man had to be going through some
kind of mid-life crisis to do such a dumb thing. Matt
had glimpsed him once downtown with his new woman. She
was nothing special, a pretty girl but a bubblehead. She
didn't have Mom's outstanding looks.

However the whole thing was Carl's loss and Matt's gain.
Thanks to Carl and his letch for that young girl. Mom
was horny out of her mind, and Matt had been handed this
golden opportunity. He meant to make the most of it. He
really hoped his father never came back. Carl had never
had much time for the f****y anyhow, and Matt sure
wasn't going to miss him... not now that he had his
mother literally in the palm of his hand!

He was massaging Donna's clit very fast now, and she was
writhing, moaning. and clawing the bed. Thick, pearly
juice leaked from her cunt in a steady flow, flooding
down into her ass-crack. Her pussy felt hot as fire,
radiating its fierce heat over Matt's hand. Then Donna
stiffened for a few seconds, gave a sustained hoarse
groan, and began to cum.

Matt's cock gave a lusty buck and nearly ripped its way
out of his jeans. His own gorgeous mother was convulsing
violently, cumming harder than he'd ever seen a woman
cum. She wrenched her way out of his grasp and rolled
helplessly around on the big bed, whimpering and
squealing with ecstasy. It was as if she hadn't cum so
hard in a long time, and maybe that was so. At least,
she hadn't gotten off with a man in three months. Matt
knew that for sure.

Matt stood up and quickly stripped. When Donna finally
went still and opened her eyes, she saw her naked son
sliding onto the bed next to her. She took in his lean
hard-muscled young body, his hairless chest, and his
obscenely wagging dock. He reached for her, and Donna
put her hands against his chest and pushed him back.

"Matt... no... we can't!" she cried.

"We don't have to go all the way, Mom," he assured her.
"We'll just get each other off with our hands.
Please??!! I need it real bad!"

Donna could see that. The tantalizing evidence was right
before her eyes, practically poking her belly. More than
anything in the world she wanted Matt to roll on top of
her and slide his magnificent hard cock into her
slippery, aching cunthole and fuck her like she needed
to be fucked. Instead she wrapped her fingers around his
thick hard-on and started to pump.

"All right, Matt," she said hoarsely, "we'll get each
other off, and then I want you to go to your own room."

"Okay, Mom," he said, "it's a deal."

He snuggled close to her, sighing with arousal as she
worked his swollen prick in her hot little fist. He'd
far rather have fucked her and suspected deep down that
his horny mother wanted the same thing, but he knew he
had to be patient. And this was a lot better than
nothing at all. He slid his hand between her hot silky
thighs and quickly located the small juicy opening of
her cunt, easing his thick middle finger into his
mother's steaming fuckhole.

"Ohhhhhhhh, fuck yessss!" Donna sobbed.

She couldn't prevent that lusty outburst. What she
needed most of all was something long and hard in her
cunt, and her son's stiff middle finger felt great. She
soaked it with a huge gush of molten pussy-cream. Matt
pushed it into her as far as he possibly could, right to
the last knuckle, cramming her with it.

Donna closed her eyes and went with her lusts. There was
nothing else she could do at this point. Now that she
had her son's finger in her famished cunt, she had to
cum again or go crazy with frustration. Maybe tomorrow
she'd be able to think clearly again and get her
incredible horniness under control, but not tonight. She
couldn't do anything but surrender to Matt's delicious
finger-fucking.

As he pistoned his stiff finger into her boiling little
cunt, she pumped his thick throbbing cock. Mother and
son went at each other frantically, both horny out of
their minds. Donna felt herself rocketing towards
orgasm, and Matt felt his balls swell till they
threatened to burst. He also felt the inside of his
mother's cunt, scalding hot, slick with juice, and
velvety smooth. Her cunt was really tight, too, nipping
and squeezing greedily at his finger.

He couldn't help thinking how fantastic it would feel to
have his swollen cock in that tight, sizzling little
hole. And with any luck at all, he would. In the next
few days he intended to pursue his mother relentlessly,
till she gave him what they both wanted.

Donna didn't know what was going on in her son's mind,
and it was just as well. She would have panicked to know
that he intended to fuck her, no matter how much she
protested. She wasn't even thinking about the future
right now. She was just pumping her horny little cunt up
and down the stiff skewer of her son's finger, till she
teetered on the very brink of climax.

His finger went into high gear, and so did her fist.
While Donna's hand zipped up and down the massively
engorged shaft of her son's cock, Matt pistoned his
stiff middle finger hard and deep in her steaming cream-
filled pussy. Wantonly, she hunched her hips up and
ground her clit against his hand, desperate for even
more delicious sensations.

Within seconds, a body-wracking orgasm erupted in the
smoking depths of Donna's cunt and thundered out to
shake her whole body. A split second later she felt
Matt's cock give a wild violent buck in her fist, and he
was shooting his thick hot cream all over her belly.
Mother and son came in unison, moaning and writhing
together in total abandon.

"Ohhhhh, Matt, I'm cumming, whaaahhhhh!" Donna wailed.

"Unnnnhhhh, shit, Mom! Me tooooooo! Awwwwwww!" Matt
bawled.

Donna came like she'd been aching to cum for the past
three man-less months. She came long and hard and
thoroughly, and when it was over she felt fully
satisfied and ready for a good sound sl**p. She just
wished she could get off like that every night, but of
course it was out of the question. This would have to be
the one and only time she ever did anything like this
with her son.

"Alright, Matt, off to bed. You promised," she mumbled
sl**pily. "And remember, we're not going to do this ever
again."

"Right, Mom," he said, kissing her and sliding out of
bed, "whatever you say." No point in spoiling her sl**p,
Matt thought. Tomorrow he'd let her know his intentions.

-= Chapter 4 =-

Donna slept soundly and peacefully all night. But just
as daylight began to stream in through her bedroom
window, she started having a very sexy dream. She was on
an airplane and a young man was sitting beside her. She
couldn't quite see his face, but somehow Donna knew
instinctively he was young and handsome.

They were sitting at the very rear of the darkened cabin
and the stranger was talking to her in a low, soothing
voice. Donna couldn't remember what he said, but the
general tone of his voice was sexy and compelling and,
as usual, she was extremely horny.

It was a night flight and the stewardess wasn't paying
any attention, so Donna let him feel her up. She
unzipped his pants and took out his cock and started
pumping it. He slipped his hand inside her panties and
began to rub his long, slender fingers into her pussy.
It was wild and crazy and risky, and she recalled loving
every second of it.

Towards the end of the dream, the stranger eased his
finger into Donna's cunt and started finger-fucking her.
She writhed and moaned and creamed all over his finger,
aching to get off. Despite the risk of being caught any
second, she decided to take the plunge. She needed to
cum so bad, she just couldn't resist.

Greedily she tightened her cunt around the young guy's
pistoning finger, getting as much friction on her
overheated clit as she could. A few seconds later his
finger dug deep and hard, setting off her orgasm. Donna
moaned helplessly and went into body-wracking spasms as
she writhed in ecstasy. At that moment, the lights came
up and for the first time she got a good look at the
young stranger's face. It was Matt! Donna choked back a
cry of horror as she looked into her son's sparkling
eyes and saw her own i****tuous lust reflected there.

"I'm gonna fuck you, Mom!" Matt said with a grin. But it
wasn't her son's voice that echoed crazily from the
boy's lips... it was her husband's!

Suddenly, they were naked in bed together and Matt was
on top of her, his incredibly enlarged cock throbbing
between her legs. She tried feebly to push him off but
her muscles turned to jelly and refused to lift her
arms. She watched with a mixture of fear and lust as
Matt positioned himself between her suddenly wide-spread
thighs and prepared to thrust his cock into her drooling
cuntslit.

She tried to yell at her son to stop, but when she
opened her mouth, nothing came out. Matt's cock looked
about a foot long and Donna gasped as she felt the huge,
hot head touch her aching pussylips. She looked down
helplessly as her son pushed forward and positioned the
tip at the entrance of her tiny, drooling cunthole. She
glanced up at Matt. His handsome features were a cruel
mask of lust as he grinned lewdly down at her.

With a cry of triumph, Matt plunged his hips forward,
completely burying his impossibly huge cock into her
neglected cunt. Incredibly, Donna climaxed on the spot,
her cunt contracting and spasming tightly around her
son's deliciously stabbing prick. Then suddenly, she
awoke with a start.

"Unnnnhhhh, shit, ohhhhhh!" she moaned.

Dizzily Donna realized that at least part of her dream
was real. She was indeed cumming... truly having a
climax. But it wasn't because of any dream lover. There
was no cock pounding away in her cunt, just her own
familiar fingers. While she was dreaming about fucking
her son, she'd actually masturbated in her sl**p and
made herself cum. Sighing. she finished cumming and
pulled her cream-soaked finger out of her hot little
pussy.

Well, lady, she thought, you really must be hard up.
She'd masturbated a lot since Carl walked out on her,
but never before in her sl**p, and NEVER while dreaming
about her own son! Why had she done it? Just last night
Matt had gotten her off so well, she surely should have
been satisfied for a few hours.

Then she blushed furiously as she remembered all the
naughty and delicious things she'd done with her eldest
son last evening. The kissing, licking, jacking-off,
finger-fucking... she hadn't been able to resist any of
it, even though she knew perfectly well that it was
i****t. Her sick dream was just an extension of her
repressed lust.

Well, today was going to be different. She wasn't
getting out of bed till she'd gotten herself off enough
to prevent her feeling horny all day. She'd just stay
right there in bed and make herself cum until she was
totally satisfied. Then she could get through the day
without temptation, even if Matt did try anything with
her.

Rolling onto her back, Donna stuck her middle finger
back into her cunt and began pumping. Just as she'd
anticipated, her lust boiled back as strong as ever.
She'd given herself a delicious hard climax in her
sl**p, but it hadn't been enough. One orgasm never was
enough for Donna.

Of course, a big hard cock would have felt even better,
but she didn't- even want to think about that. After the
dream she'd just had, she didn't want to be tempted by
cocks. That had almost been her downfall last night when
Matt had tried his best to seduce her. She'd ached for
his cock. She'd wanted to suck it and feel it in her
cunt like she had in her dream. She'd been dangerously
close to giving the horny k** exactly what he wanted.
But not today. Today she was going to take care of her
lust even before she got out of bed.

Donna pistoned her finger faster and faster in her
greedy little pussy and felt herself rising steadily
towards another delicious climax. It was a great way to
start the day, she told herself wickedly.

She worked herself to the very brink of orgasm but was
reluctant to end the fun. It felt so exciting just to
hover there, almost cumming, giving herself those
tantalizing stabs of pleasure. She groaned blissfully as
she worked another stiff finger into her cunt, poking
both of them in deeply as she greedily prolonged the
pleasure washing through her quivering loins.

"Unnnnhhhh, shit, yessss," she whimpered.

Just a few more strokes, just a little more clit-rubbing
and she'd get herself off. Moaning loudly, she rammed
her fingers as deep as she could into her molten pussy
hole, then out again, wishing the fantastic sensations
never had to end. But soon she'd have to get up and make
breakfast for the k**s, so it was probably time to
finish. She speeded up her finger-fucking, pistoning her
middle finger harder and faster in her seething little
pussy-hole.

Donna arched her back and hunched her cunt up at her
deeply-plunging fingers. She was so close to cumming,
just a few finger-strokes away. So close, in fact, she
began to gurgle in anticipation. But just as she was
about to give herself the decisive stroke that would
carry her over the edge into delicious, satisfying
oblivion, there was a knock at her door.

"Mom," Bernie called, "I tried to make pancakes for
breakfast, but I just made a mess. I think the blender
exploded."

There were times when she could gladly have shipped all
three of her k**s to the North Pole, and this was one of
them. Bernie's timing was fantastically poor. Her lust
was at boiling point, but she wouldn't be able to
satisfy it till bedtime, which suddenly seemed a century
away. Whimpering with frustration, she got up and
dressed.

By the time she got to the kitchen, the boys had mopped
up the mess, and Donna started breakfast from scratch.
It was a major production feeding three hungry teenage
boys, but she didn't scrimp on anything. She stuffed
them with pancakes, bacon, eggs and orange juice. She
wasn't just indulging them. They had a hard day's work
ahead of them.

"Okay, guys," she said as they cleared away the dishes,
"today we do the back yard."

There were a few groans but no major complaints. The
boys were used to helping around the house. Carl had
always been so busy at his law practice that he'd never
had time for mowing, clipping, watering, or any other
kind of upkeep of their home. So Donna and the boys were
pretty good at it by now. They went out the patio door
and went right to their assigned tasks.

Terry operated the lawn mower, and Bernie raked up after
him and carted the clippings to the trash pile. Matt's
job was to trim the shrubs and trees, because he was the
tallest. Donna took away the pruning's and did the
trimming closer to the ground. The back yard was so
overgrown, there was enough work to keep, them busy all
morning at least.

"Let's start at the back of the lot, Mom," Matt
suggested.

Donna agreed, not giving it much thought, until she
realized that Matt had led her as far as possible away
from his b*****rs. She and Matt were in the back in the
privacy of the thick trees and shrubs along the high
brick wall surrounding the yard. Nobody could possibly
see them, and with Terry running the mower, nobody could
hear them, either.

Matt dropped the pruning tools on the ground and took
Donna's tools out of her hands. She realized what was
coming, and she gave a squeal of alarm and started to
run. She wasn't fast enough! Matt tackled her and pulled
her down on the grass. He rolled on top of her and
pinned her with his heavier weight.

"Jezus, Matt! Let me up right now!" Donna sputtered.

"No way, Mom," he leered. "I wanna pick up where we left
off last night. Playing with your pussy and having you
jerk me off was really something, but we can have even
more fun than that."

His hands closed over her tits and started squeezing. To
her horror, she felt a tingle in her pussy right away as
surges of hot lust flashed through her loins. Damn that
Bernie! If he hadn't interrupted her just when she was
about to get herself off, she wouldn't be so dangerously
horny right now. As Matt's hard, young body pressed down
on her, she felt her pussy getting hot and creamy and
swollen.

"Matt, no." she cried desperately, "I told you last
night... We can't do this... It isn't right."

"I know you keep telling me, Mom," he grinned, "but I'm
not listening. You might as well save your breath. In
fact you might as well just relax and enjoy, 'cause I
know you want it and I'm not gonna give up till you let
me."

He shoved her halter top up over her braless tits. The
little top was only held on by flimsy ribbons which he
easily pulled open and flung her top away. Donna gasped
and tried to cover her naked tits, but Matt caught her
wrists and f***ed her arms down. He dipped his head low
and sucked his mother's left nipple into his hot steamy
mouth.

"Oh, noooooo!" Donna moaned.

Hot juice welled from her cunt, soaking through her
panties and shorts. Her nipples had always been
extremely erogenous, and Matt's hot juicy lips felt
wonderful as he moved back and forth between the two
sensitive little buds, sucking them into stiffness. Even
as Donna tried to wriggle free her pussy was moistening
with arousal. But he was too strong for her.

Matt meant what he'd said. He always did. He wasn't
going to give up making love to her, and that meant he
wouldn't rest till they'd gone all the way. Donna
wondered what she could possibly offer him to change his
mind. Achingly horny as she was, she still wasn't ready
to fuck her own son.

Now Matt lifted his head and surveyed her stiff and
glistening pink nipples, which he'd sucked into glowing
erection. Donna could feel his cock steadily stiffening
where it lay between them, squashed against her belly,
and she knew what was on his mind. Finger-play was old
hat now. They'd already gotten each other off like that.
He wanted something bigger and better.

Sure enough, Matt reached for the zipper of her shorts
and tugged it open. He grasped the shorts and started
pulling them down. He was much stronger than Donna, and
no matter how she struggled she couldn't stop him for
long. He whisked off her shorts and tossed them aside,
leaving her naked except for her skimpy bikini panties.

He reached for the panties. "Oh, Matt, noooo," Donna
moaned. "Honey, please stop. I just can't!"

"I can't help it, Mom," Matt said hoarsely, "I just have
to get off. You can feel my cock. You know how hard it
is."

Donna knew it all too well. It was practically killing
her to feel that massive hard-on and know that she
couldn't take it into her seething, famished cunt. But
even though she had to deny herself that satisfaction,
she couldn't deny Matt. She had to get the k** off, or
he wouldn't leave her alone.

"Listen, honey, I know you're horny," she said
desperately, "and I'll help you. How 'bout I give you a
blow-job?"

Matt's eyes lit up. He wanted to fuck his sexy mother
more than anything in the world, but he realized she
still wasn't ready. It was still too soon to try for
that. The idea of her going down on him was very
exciting. His cock gave a lusty buck and tried to tear
its way out of his tight jeans at the very thought of
his mother's hot mouth wrapped around his stiff prick.

Donna breathed a sigh of relief. At least she wasn't
going to have to go all the way with him, and if she got
him off now, that would satisfy him for a while and give
her a chance to rethink the whole situation. He rolled
off her, stood up, and quickly skinned out of his jeans.

He wasn't wearing anything else. No shirt, no shorts, no
shoes. He towered over her, stark-naked, his rock-hard
prick wagging stiffly and lewdly before him. Once again
Donna thought how wonderful that long, thick shaft would
feel cramming her starved little pussy, pistoning inside
her and making her cum. But she could never allow him to
fuck her, no matter how much she secretly desired it.

Matt lay down on the grass beside her, on his back. His
magnificent teenage cock stood straight up, pointed at
the sky, stiff and throbbing with a life all its own.
Dazedly Donna knelt beside him, naked except for her
panties. She crouched low, bringing her lips within an
inch of her son's stiff-standing cock.

As her hot breath fanned his prick, Matt shivered
lustily. His mother's stiff nipples were grazing his
body, her luscious tits swaying gently as she got into
position. She reached out and wrapped her fingers around
the thick hairy base of his prick, steadying the bucking
shaft.

"Yeah, Mom, do it," he said hoarsely. "Suck my cock!"

Donna blushed hotly at his lewd words. She knew how
outrageous it was to be going down on her own son.
Still, she had to do it, because the alternative was
even more outrageous. She stuck out her tongue and began
lashing it all over the engorged, purple head of his
cock. Matt shivered with delight.

"Oh, yeahhhhhhh! Jezus, Mom, lick my cock!" he moaned.

Donna felt her own excitement begin to overpower the
guilt and embarrassment she was feeling. It had been far
too long since she'd had a chance to lick and taste and
suck a nice hard cock. It was one of the things she'd
really loved doing to Carl. As she lapped up the first
drops of Matt's delicious pre-cum, she drooled eagerly.

"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmm," she murmured.

Matt's nostrils flared with excitement when he heard
that helpless murmur, because it told him that his sexy
mom loved the taste of his cock juice. She wasn't just
licking his meat because she had to. Her hot little
tongue worked swiftly and eagerly, swirling around his
swollen cock head and lapping up his dribbling pre-cum
as fast as she could get it.

She tongued the thin musky-tasting, cock-juice into her
mouth and rolled it around, savoring it before
swallowing. That really got Matt excited. She kept
tonguing, savoring, gulping, till she'd finally cleaned
his cock head of all the oozing cream. But she was still
hungry for more. Using the stiff, pointy tip of her
tongue, she probed right into his piss hole and licked
out more of the tasty liquid.

"Ohhhhh, shit, yeah," Matt groaned, "go for it, Mom,
lick it all up!"

Donna blushed as she sucked and licked at her son's
prick. She couldn't control her hunger for his cock, and
was embarrassed that he knew it. It was obvious she was
getting off like crazy as she lapped up the salty
liquid, savoring every drop like a good wine. Well,
there was nothing she could do about it now. Her lust
was beyond control. She wanted a whole boiling mouthful
of his tasty young juice, and she knew just how to get
it.

Opening her lips as wide as she could, Donna plunged
them down around the hugely swollen head of her son's
prick, taking in a couple of inches of his thick,
throbbing shaft. Then, when it was firmly lodged, she
started sliding her juicy hot lips down around his cock.
Matt just about flew right off the grass.

Matt gazed down at his mother with lust-glazed eyes. It
was a sight he'd never expected to see... something he'd
fantasized about dozens of times, but never imagined it
would ever come true. So often he'd jacked off as he
imagined his sexy blonde mother sliding her hot sensuous
lips down around his stiff cock and sucking him off.
Now, it was actually happening!

"Ahhhhh, Mom, yeah, take it all!" he pleaded

Donna just wished that was possible, because she wanted
to suck and taste every inch of her son's delicious
rock-hard cock. But she could only take in about half of
it without choking on it. She fisted the rest and pumped
on it. Drawing in her cheeks in sharply, she sheathed
his throbbing cock in hot juicy flesh.

"Suck it, Mom... suck my fuckin' cock!" the horny boy
groaned.

Donna didn't really need to be urged. She was desperate
for a big, boiling mouthful of cum, and she sucked
greedily to get it. The vacuum pressure was hot and
strong, drawing the hot cream from his piss hole and
making him groan with excitement. Her blonde hair flew
and her tits jiggled as her head bobbed up and down over
her son's glistening cock.

"Uuuuuuuhhhhhh, fuck, Mom, that's fantastic!" he
groaned.

He wasn't exaggerating. His own mother gave the best
head he'd ever had. He'd had his fair share of horny
girls in college.. girls who were totally liberated and
willing to try anything. But Donna was an expert, far
more experienced and skilled than any of those college
sluts. So good in fact, that Matt knew he wouldn't be
able to hold out long.

Still he fought back his climax, wanting the wonderful
experience to go on for as long as possible. He lay
back, closed his eyes, and forgot everything but the
delicious sensations he was getting from his mother's
greedily sucking mouth. He dug his nails into the grass
and shivered with ecstasy.

Donna sucked faster and faster on her son's wildly-
throbbing cock, driven by the depraved excitement of it
as much as for the taste of his cum. After so long
without access to a cock, Donna was starved for it. She
knew she didn't have much longer to wait for it though.
Matt's cock was bucking and throbbing in her mouth, and
he was moaning steadily. Increasing her efforts, Donna
sucked her deliriously-horny son right to the brink of
orgasm.

"Ohhhhhh, shit, Mom, get ready! I'm gonna cum!" he
moaned.

"Ummmm...hmmmmm," Donna moaned encouragingly.

A second later, she felt the first hot sting of his jism
against the back of her throat. Matt spun out of
control, yelling with pleasure and fucking his mother's
mouth. He hammered his boiling load of cum into her
mouth and throat, and she moaned with excitement and
gobbled it down hungrily, as fast as she could.

"Take it, Mom!" he howled. "Swallow my fuckin' jizz! OH
FUCK!

He had his eyes tightly closed, aware of nothing but the
fantastic pleasure he felt as his cock twitched, bucked
and splattered his cum into his mother's mouth. Donna
was blinded with excitement, swallowing every drop his
hot tasty jism, moaning in her lusty hunger. Neither of
them noticed that they were being watched.

"Fuck yeahhh, Mom! Suck it all out!" Matt groaned.

"Mmmmmm, uuummmmm!" she cried.

From about twenty feet away, concealed by the shrubbery,
young Terry watched in utter amazement. What in hell
were Mom and Matt doing? He crept closer to get a better
view.

-= Chapter 5 =-

Terry crawled commando-style through the bushes till he
was only about ten feet away from his mother and older
b*****r. Now he could see clearly what was going on and
why Matt was moaning and groaning.

His b*****r was lying on the grass, buck-naked, and
their mom was bending low over him, sucking his cock.
Matt had in insane grin on his face as he pumped his
jism into her mouth. Donna was making muffled moans of
excitement and swallowing down his cum as fast as she
could get it. She wasn't wearing anything but a tiny
pair of bikini panties, her big firm tits swinging free.

Terry shivered with lust which quickly gave way to envy.
How come Matt was getting a blow-job from their
beautiful mother? Mom had never come on to him like
that. Terry, like his b*****r, had lots of jack-off
fantasies about their sexy mother, and it just about
killed him to see his older b*****r actually having sex
with her.

He wanted to rush out of his hiding place and demand an
explanation. Even more, he wanted to demand a blow-job.
But he sensed that this wasn't the time to make his
presence known. He'd better watch a little longer and
see what happened. Maybe everything wasn't exactly as it
appeared.

"Ahhhh, yeah, Mom, that was fantastic," Matt sighed.

His glistening cock slipped from her mouth, and Donna
hungrily licked her lips to get every last drop of his
cum. Still she looked embarrassed and guilty, and she
quickly grabbed her discarded halter to cover her naked
tits. Matt grabbed it away from her and flung it even
farther.

"Uh-uh, Mom, we're not finished yet," he leered.

"But Matt, I got you off," Donna said nervously. "We'd
better get back to work now, before your b*****rs wonder
where we are."

"That's no problem," Matt assured her.

"The mower's still going. That means they're still at
work."

In his hiding place Terry grinned evilly. His smart-ass
college-educated b*****r had made a mistake this time.
The reason the mower was still going was that Bernie was
using it. Terry had paid him two dollars to finish the
job while he snuck off. But as he was preparing to
escape over the back fence, he'd heard strange noises,
followed them. and found his mother and Matt.

Now he didn't care about sneaking off. He wanted to
watch this exciting scene. Mom was blushing and trying
to cover herself up, but Matt kept drawing her hands
away so he could ogle her naked tits. They were so big
and firm and creamy with hardly any sag at all, and as
she tried half-heartedly to push Matt away, they wobbled
on her chest, jiggling provocatively. In the bushes,
Terry ogled his mother's gorgeous tits too, and felt his
young cock stiffening.

He'd never seen nicer tits, even in centerfolds. The
sexy little blonde he was lusting after was his own
mother, yet her tits were as firm and tight as a
teenager's. Terry just wished he could get his hands on
them. He almost groaned with frustration as Matt reached
out and cupped the heavy globes and began squeezing
them. Donna blushed even harder, but she also gave a
lusty little shiver.

"Relax, Mom," Matt soothed, "we've got time, and I
haven't gotten you off yet."

Donna found it hard to reject that invitation. Her son's
hot hands were arousing her strongly as they played over
her tits. She was wildly horny by now. First she'd been
interrupted just as she was about to get herself off,
and then she'd sucked Matt off, which only made her
hornier since she'd received no attention herself. Her
need was at the boiling point.

Matt eased her down on the grass, on her back, and went
on squeezing his mother's creamy tits. Donna felt hot
sticky cream oozing from her cunt and into the crotch of
her panties. She was almost beside herself with lust as
she eyed her eldest son's long, semi-hard cock. Matt
teasingly stroked her big conical nipples and worked
them into long erect nubs.

"No chance," Matt said. "You hear the mower? They've
moved around to the front yard now. That'll take almost
an hour."

Donna shivered with desire. It was so tempting just to
give in to Matt and let him take care of her. She'd feel
a whole lot better if she could just cum. Now he was
sliding his hand down to cup her crotch, squeezing her
fever-hot pussy through the thin silk. Donna shivered
again as Matt's fingers caressed her, rubbing the damp
fabric into her drooling cuntslit. He could surely feel
how wet she was. It would be useless to argue any longer
that she wasn't turned on by what he was doing. Hot
pleasure flashed through her pelvis, and Donna creamed
helplessly, the molten liquid soaking right through her
panties and moistening his hand.

"I felt that. Mom," he said hoarsely. "I know how horny
you are. Just relax and let me get you off."

"Oh god help me... I want you to, baby!" Donna moaned,
closing her eyes. "I need it so bad!"

Terry studied the situation from just a few feet away.
His initial idea had been wrong, he could see that now.
Mom hadn't come on to Matt. It had been the other way
around. Matt had seduced her and somehow enticed her
into a little i****tuous sex-play, but it was an uphill
battle all the way for his older b*****r. Mom seemed so
upright and reluctant.

Yet she was so horny, too. Terry could see that. So
horny that she'd finally given in and was letting Matt
rhythmically squeeze and rub her pussy through her
panties to bring her to climax. As Terry watched that,
his cock swelled to its full dimensions and strained
against the tight confinement of his jeans.

At that moment, Terry envied his older b*****r with all
his heart. He would have given anything to trade places
with Matt just then. No woman turned him on like his own
beautiful mother, and he wanted to make love to her like
his older b*****r was doing. Terry's cock twitched in
his pants, growing big and taut and throbbing.

"Is this good, Mom?" Matt asked hoarsely as he squeezed
her pussy. "You like this?"

"Um, I didn't mean that, Mom," he lied. "I just thought
you'd like it more if I got you off with my finger."

As he spoke, he slipped his free hand down inside his
mother's moist panties. Now he cupped her naked pussy,
squeezing and releasing in a deliciously-satisfying
rhythm. Donna's quivering cunt filled her son's palm
with thick molten cunt-juice. She simply couldn't resist
the pleasure. Digging her nails into the grass, she
began to pump her hips up at him in a helpless fucking
motion.

He took his hand off her panties. Now Terry could see
his other hand at work inside her panties, squeezing and
massaging the hot swollen flesh of her pussy. Terry
gritted his teeth and seethed with envy. He wanted to be
playing with their mom's pussy, getting her excited out
of her mind.

Terry had played with quite a few young teenage pussies
in his time, and he'd "gone all the way" with several of
the "easier" girls at school many times. He enjoyed hell
out of it and intended to go on making out till he was
ninety or so. Yet no girl his age, no matter how pretty
or sexy, could turn him on in the special way his mother
did. He wouldn't rest till he'd enjoyed her the way Matt
was doing.

"Oh god, yessss!" Donna moaned.

Matt was squeezing his mother's hot, juicy cunt faster
and faster, working her into a frenzy of lust. Her hips
were pumping and writhing, she was clawing the grass,
and her pretty features were contorted with lust. She
was close to forgetting all her hang-ups, and maybe that
was why she didn't protest when Matt used his free hand
to slip off her panties.

Terry's cock practically battered its way out of his
jeans as he watched Matt strip their mother naked. She
had a pretty little bush, neat and triangular and
blonde. Occasionally he got a tantalizing glimpse of the
glistening pink flesh of her pussy-slit, but mostly
Matt's caressing hand was in the way. Matt flung her
panties away out of reach, his eyes hot and gleeful.

"Now here's something I know you'll love, Mom," he said.

He stiffened his middle finger and inserted the tip into
the little hole at the very center of his mother's
pussy. He twirled his fingertip around teasingly, and
Donna groaned with need. She jerked her hips up at him
frantically, trying to impale herself on the rigid spike
of his finger.

"Oh, please, honey," she whimpered.

"Yeah, Mom, I'll do whatever you want," Matt replied
with a leer, "only you gotta tell me. Tell me exactly
what you want me to do."

Donna reddened. It was so outrageous for her to be
telling her own son, in graphic terms, how to get her
off. Yet she had to cum, or she'd go crazy with lust.
She swallowed her pride and forgot her principles.
Nothing mattered except that urgently-needed orgasm. She
had to have it, no matter what the consequences!

Terry found himself tearing up the grass in his
frustration. He wanted his sexy mom to be moaning to
him, begging him to get her off, but instead it was
happening to his know-it-all b*****r. It was just
killing him. His cock and balls felt ready to explode.
He watched in furious envy as Matt slid his stiff finger
completely into their mother's cunt.

"Unnnnhhhh, yesssss!" Donna moaned.

She arched her body to take it, wanting his hard finger
as deep as she could get it. She soaked it with thick
hot cream, and the pearly liquid overflowed her cunt and
ran down the crack of her ass. That stiff hard presence
felt so good in her fever-hot cunt. She whimpered with
bliss as he shoved his finger all the way into her.

"You got it now, Mom," he said hoarsely, "you got it
all. Now what do you want?"

He knew perfectly well, Donna realized, but he wanted to
hear her say it. She had no choice. She was going out of
her mind with need.

He started pistoning his thick finger hard and deep in
her juice-drenched pussy-hole. Donna clawed the grass
and wailed her pleasure. This was the sensation she'd
been craving ever since Carl left, a nice stiff, hard
object pistoning in her cunt, cramming and reaming. She
felt herself hurtling effortlessly towards orgasm.

Matt leered down at her as he worked his finger fast and
deep in his mother's tight, hot little fuck-hole. He
fantasized that she was taking his cock, not his finger.
As he imagined her wailing and moaning and writhing in
ecstasy from his pounding prick, his cock swelled and
grew. In seconds it was hugging his belly, fully
engorged and ready for action.

Terry noticed his big b*****r was getting a hard-on. It
was a relief to see that Matt's cock wasn't any bigger
than his own. On the other hand, Matt was a lot closer
to doing something exciting with his. He was staring
hungrily at his finger slicing in and out of Mom's
clinging pink slit, and it wasn't hard to tell what he
was thinking.

Would he do it? Would he stick his cock in her? Matt was
no fool. He knew she was against the idea, that she'd do
almost anything with him but fuck. So far he'd played it
very cool. But Terry could see that he was powerfully
tempted, and he didn't blame his b*****r one bit.

'Come on, Matt, do it!' he thought excitedly. "Go on!
Fuck her!'

He was envious of Matt, but on the other hand, if Matt
fucked Mom, she wouldn't have any excuse for turning him
down. And Terry knew he'd never rest till he'd
experienced the ultimate in love-making with his
beautiful hot-pants mother. He watched and waited,
almost breathless with excitement, wondering what Matt
would do.

Matt was making up his mind that very second. He knew it
was a big risk, but he just couldn't resist any longer.
He had to fuck his mother. She was hot and ready, his
cock was hard as steel, and he was running out of
patience. As quickly as a flash, he whipped his soaked
finger out of her cunt and rolled on top of her.

"M-Matt, w-what..." Donna gasped. "Ohhhhh, noooooo!"

By the time she recovered from her surprise, it was too
late. Matt was on top of her, between her wide-spread
thighs, and his big stiff cock was sliding up her cunt.
Donna's head spun as she realized her own son was
fucking her. She also realized that she was taking a
cock for the first time in three months, and it felt so
damn good! She threw back her head and moaned in
ecstasy.

"OH GOD!" she cried. "Unngghhhhh, baby!"

"Uhhhhh, shit yeah! Matt growled. "Jezus, you're tight,
Mom!"

His face was red, his voice hoarse, as he plowed his
stiff cock into his mother's snug little pussy-hole. Her
cunt was just as deliciously tight around his prick as
it had been around his finger. It was silk-lined,
slippery, and hot as a furnace. As he sank into her,
those satiny walls tugged and sucked at his long, thick
cockshaft like a hot little mouth. Mother and son
groaned in ecstasy as Matt shoved his cock to the hilt
in Donna's famished cunt, little realizing they had an
audience.

Terry could barely keep still with envy and excitement
as he watched. He would have given anything to trade
places with his big b*****r, to cram his own painfully-
swollen prick into their mother's eagerly-upthrust
pussy.

Well, just maybe he could do that if he played his cards
right. One thing was for sure, this wasn't the time to
interrupt. Matt would kill him if he showed himself
right now and probably so would his mom, judging by the
look of total bliss on her pretty features. So Terry
kept still in his hiding place, even though his hard-on
was killing him and he wanted to scream with lust.

She threw her arms around him and clung to him, slamming
her hips up against his, keeping her thighs wide open.
She wanted to be fucked as deep and hard as possible.
She wanted to be crammed with cock, fucked till she
couldn't take another stroke. She was totally starved
for cock, so starved that she was even prepared to
forget her horror of i****t for the time being in order
to enjoy the fucking she so desperately craved.

Matt was practically cumming, he was so wildly excited.
His gamble had paid off. Mom was ready for his cock, all
right... more so than he'd ever dreamed! Her body was
writhing and jerking in perfect rhythm with his, and she
was wailing her delight as he hammered his stiff prick
into the depths of her hot, clasping pussy.

"Unnnnhhhh, god, honey, I need it so bad!" she moaned.

"I know, Mom," Matt moaned back, "and from now on, I'll
give it to you whenever you want it. You won't ever have
to go horny again."

Terry almost screamed with envy and frustration. He
wanted to volunteer for the assignment of keeping his
mother sexually satisfied, but he hadn't been given the
chance. Matt had seduced her in secret and was hogging
her all to himself. But things wouldn't stay that way
for long, not if Terry had anything to say about it.

Donna couldn't reply to Matt's offer. She couldn't even
think about it. She was conscious only of the hot blasts
of pleasure coursing through her body as he slammed his
stiff cock into her again and again. She didn't give a
damn about anything else. If the vice squad had rushed
up at that moment and tried to arrest her for i****t,
they'd have had to pry her apart from Matt with a
crowbar.

So intense was her excitement, Donna had blotted out
everything but the incredibly delicious feelings of her
son's huge prick pistoning in and out of her pussy, and
was now incapable of concentrating on anything else till
she got off. She didn't have much longer to wait,
either. Wantonly, she thrust her cunt up at her son's
pounding cock, grinding hips as she mashed her clit
against the base his shaft. The incredible waves of
pleasure increased in her pussy until she couldn't
contain it any longer.

The orgasm began in the very depths of her cunt and
flashed out to shake and sear her whole body. It was the
most powerful orgasm she'd had since Carl left, the kind
she'd only ever been able to get from a deeply-pounding
cock. It was the kind she'd been seeking in vain when
she played with herself or let Matt finger-fuck her. It
was the real, honest-to-god climax she had to have in
order to keep her sanity.

"Ohhhhh, Jeeeezus! Fuck me! I'm cumming!!" she screamed.

Matt felt his mother's cunt going tight as a vise around
his prick. Her contracting pussy-muscles nipped at him
like a tiny mouth, sucking at his cock as she convulsed
in orgasm. It was too much for Matt and he yelped with
pleasure as his own climax exploded. His young cock
swelled and jerked inside her, pumping his mother's
spasming cunt full of boiling hot, jism.

"Take it, Mom, take my load! Uuuuuuunnnnggghhhh!" he
yelled.

"Oh, fuck, shit," Terry groaned, tearing up the grass
again.

Jezus, Matt was actually cumming in Mom's cunt! Terry
couldn't control his hot lust a second longer. He
couldn't stand watching Matt have all the fun. As his
mother and b*****r writhed and howled together in an
extended mutual climax, Terry stood up and staggered out
of the bushes, his stiff young cock tenting his jeans
obscenely. Matt and Donna just stared at him, too
surprised and exhausted to do or say anything.

"Okay, dammit," he cried hoarsely, "I want in on this
too."

-= Chapter 6 =-

"Jeeeeesus! Can't a guy have any privacy! Fuck off,
Terry," Matt snarled. "Nobody invited you to this
party!"

"I'm not leaving till I get everything you got, big
b*****r," Terry snarled back. "I figure you two are just
gonna have to let me in on the fun. There'd be quite a
scandal if anybody found out about this."

It sounded serious, but to a mother's ears it was just
another quarrel between b*****rs. It didn't bother her
so much that the that the boys were fighting. That
happened all the time. What bothered her was Terry's
threat to tell what he'd seen. If word got out that she
was committing i****t with her own son, the consequences
would be awful.

Worst of all, she'd lose custody of her sons. Of course,
she wouldn't get the house or any money, either, but
that was minor. Donna couldn't bear the thought of not
keeping her k**s. So obviously she had to do whatever
Terry wanted, give him whatever it would take to shut
him up. And if she was really honest with herself, she
didn't mind the idea at all. After fucking Matt, Donna
knew she wouldn't be able to get through the day without
his virile young cock pounding her cunt to orgasm, and
two perpetually horny young lovers would be even more
fun than one.

"Boys, stop fighting," she said.

"But, Mom, you heard what he said, " objected Matt. "He
threatened to tell on us."

"I know, Matt," Donna said patiently, "but be realistic.
Put yourself in Terry's place. Wouldn't you be acting
just like he is?"

Matt thought it over. He imagined stumbling on his
mother and Terry making love. Donna was right, he'd beg,
whine, and threaten any cheap revenge just to get in on
the action. Terry was acting like a spoiled little jerk,
but Matt really couldn't blame him.

"Yeah, I guess you're right," he admitted grudgingly,
"but what are we gonna do?"

"The obvious," Donna said with a sexy smile. "You boys
will just have to learn to share me."

That made both Matt and Terry grin ruefully. They'd
never been able to share their toys and other
possessions all the time they were growing up. But now
the whole existence of their f****y depended on it..
They were going to have to share their mother without
fighting. It would be a first for the quarrelsome
b*****rs.

"I guess we don't have a choice," Matt snapped.

"That's right, big b*****r," Terry said with a maddening
grin, "so why don't you just stand back out of the way
and let me get it on with Mom? You don't look like you
could get it up again in a hurry anyway."

"Mom, he doesn't have to rub it in," Matt complained.

"Boys, lay off each other," Donna sighed.

"Now are we going to fight or have fun? It's up to you."

That put a stop to the needling. Matt sat down and lay
back on the grass, prepared to give Terry his turn with
their mother. Terry started stripping off his clothes
and throwing them in every direction. It was quite a job
peeling his tight briefs down over his hugely engorged
cock, but he finally completed the task. Then he stood
before Donna naked, stiff-cocked, and ready. Donna eyed
his magnificent young hard-on and her pussy tingled and
creamed furiously.

She was beyond guilt by now. The damage was already
done. She'd already fucked her eldest son. So what
difference did it make if she did it again or if she got
it on with yet another son? She was through fighting her
overpowering need. Besides, if there was anybody to
blame for the way things had turned out, it was her jerk
of a husband, Carl.

Even if their marriage hadn't been the greatest in other
ways, Carl had given her twenty years of good steady sex
and then suddenly cut her off with nothing. Being a
naturally highly-sexed woman, it was no wonder she was
going out of her mind with horniness and that she
couldn't control her lusts. So Donna decided just to
forget her guilty feelings and have fun.

"Come here, honey," she purred, flashing Terry a
provocative smile.

Donna stretched out on the grass, and Terry hurried to
join her, his prick so engorged it hardly moved as he
walked. She watched the pearly pre-cum dripping from the
flared tip, and she drooled in anticipation. He'd hardly
hit the ground before she had her hand on his prick,
squeezing it and pumping it with her fist.

"Are we gonna fuck, Mom?" he asked eagerly.

"Yes, honey, but just let me play with your cock a
little first," Donna said, her voice husky with arousal.

Terry couldn't turn down a request like that. He lay on
his back and let his pretty mother jerk on his stiff
prick. She ran her hot little fist up and down his rigid
prick-shaft, then bent so low over his engorged hard-on
that her hot breath tickled the sensitive tip. Then her
tongue shot out, pink and glistening, and Terry yelped
with surprise and delight as her wet tongue contacted
the swollen head of his cock.

"Mmmmmmm, mmmmmmmm," Donna moaned.

"Ohhhhhhh, yeahhhhhh, Mom... Lick my cock!" Terry cried
hoarsely.

He watched his mother's little pointed tongue zipping
around the fat purple head of his prick. She was lapping
up all the pre-cum that was spilling from his piss hole,
rolling it around in her mouth and savoring it, then
gulping it down like it was nectar. The sight turned him
on like crazy. No girl he'd ever been out with had done
this to him. He'd had several quick blow-jobs in the
back seats of his car, but never a leisurely sensuous
licking like this. He loved it. He folded his arms
behind his head and lay there grinning like a fool as
his cock-hungry mother gobbled his cream. This was
Terry's idea of heaven.

Unfortunately it was Matt's idea of hell. There he was.
watching his younger b*****r get all Mom's attention and
have all the fun, and it was killing him. True, he'd had
his turn with her, but he still felt ignored and
cheated. Not only that, but the scene was turning him on
in some bizarre way. He felt his cock stiffening again.

He watched his mother's gleaming pink tongue swirling
around and around the thick head of Terry's cock, and
his prick got bigger and bigger. Mom was on her hands
and knees as she bent over Terry, her luscious little
ass pointed in Matt's direction. He could see her whole
pussy-slit, cream-soaked, rosy and fur-fringed. His cock
mushroomed to its full dimensions as he thought about
crawling up behind her and cramming his stiff prick into
her tight clingy little fuckhole.

But, dammit, it was Terry's turn with her. Matt had been
asked to sit this one out... keep out of the way. But
still he seethed with lust, and his excitement mounted
steadily as he stared at his mother's hotly-dripping
cuntslit and watched her greedily sucking his b*****r's
cock. Soon he was glassy-eyed with horniness and
breathing heavily.

Terry and Donna were totally oblivious of Matt's
frustration. They were too absorbed in each other.
Terry's lust-glazed eyes followed his mother's tongue as
it reamed deep in his piss-hole for more tasty pre-cum.
Donna was intent on eating every single drop of his hot
salty cock-juice. She worked her tongue around in the
cleft of his prick, scooping out all the cream she could
get.

Finally she finished cleaning his cockhead, and she
raised her head and stared at the rigid, glistening
column of fuckmeat. She wanted to suck him off and get a
whole mouthful of his delicious young jism, but she also
wanted the boy's rock-hard prick in her cunt.

She needed to be fucked worse than anything. Fucking
Matt had proved that to her. She absolutely lost control
of herself the moment he pushed his cock into her, and
she'd been lost to the world while he fucked her. She'd
been needing a good hard fuck for months now. She'd
gotten it, all right, but she also knew that once wasn't
enough.

No, that delicious fuck with Matt had just made her
eager for more strong, hard fucking. As she studied
Terry's stiff, throbbing cockshaft, all she could think
of was how she wanted him to ram it deep into her cunt
and fuck her with it, hard... fuck her till she squealed
in orgasm. She could suck him off some other time. First
things first.

She whirled around, presenting Terry with her raised ass
and juicy, fur-lined cunt-slit. Terry ogled his mother's
glistening pussy, the first mature cunt he'd ever had a
good look at. All his sex up to now had taken place in
dark, parked cars with young giggling girls. His cock
gave a lusty jump as he studied his mother's cream-
filled, cunthole.

"Hey, man," Matt said dryly, "you just gonna look at it,
or you gonna do something with it? 'Cause if you're not,
I'm ready."

Terry glanced over at his older b*****r and saw that
Matt had a belly-hugging hard-on.

"Just keep out of this," he snarled. "You had your turn
and left Mom horny! Besides, I'm not in any big rush."

Actually he was, but he wanted to seem cool. Slowly,
almost lazily, he went to his knees behind Donna and
rubbed the swollen head of his cock up and down through
the scorching wet flesh of her pussy-slit. She shivered
with excitement, and thick pearly cream leaked from her
intensely aroused cunt.

Terry was just as excited as she was, but he didn't want
to act like an over-eager k** in front of his wise-ass
b*****r. He sank an inch of his cock into the dark pink
little hole at the very center of his mother's pussy,
plugging her juicy cuntal opening. When he didn't go any
farther, Donna whimpered and clawed at the grass in
frustration.

That was too much for Terry. He lost his cool. Snorting
with lust, he crammed his thick cock deep and hard into
his mother's juice-slick snatch. He was amazed at how
tight she was. Her pussy was the hottest, juiciest and
snuggest little cunt he'd ever slid his cock into.

"Awwwwww, fuck, yeahhh!" he groaned.

"Unnnnhhhhh, yessssss!" Donna squealed.

"Aw, shit," Matt sighed.

It really was more than he could take. His cock was so
swollen it felt ready to burst, and he had to just sit
there while his younger b*****r enjoying the only cunt
available. He watched with envy as Terry grunted and
groaned, shoving his long, stiff cock to the hilt in
their mom's deliciously tight and juicy pussy.

It got worse. Grasping Donna's slender hips, Terry
howled with ecstasy as he began hammering his cock into
her sucking cunt. Matt knew just how great that felt,
and he was seething with envy and desire. He focused
lustily on his b*****r's hard-driving cock as it
pistoned deeply in and out between his mother's widely-
stretched cunt-lips, and he could have screamed with
frustration.

Terry was grinning stupidly as he watched his rigid,
blue-veined prick plowing in and out between his
mother's clasping cunt-lips. The long, thick shaft
glistened wetly with her fuck-juices and made obscene
sucking, slurping sounds as it pounded in and out of her
juicy, wet twat.

He looked so damned smug, Matt wanted to punch him. But
even more than that, he just wanted to shove the k** out
of the way and plunge his own engorged prick into their
mom's hungry pussy-hole. He knew he wouldn't be able to
stay passive much longer.

"Unnnnnnnhhhhh, shit, that feels good!" Terry groaned.

'Aw, shut up!' Matt thought. Terry was really rubbing it
in. He was grinning, moaning, and remarking on how great
it felt to be fucking their mom. Matt tried to ignore
him. He concentrated instead on Donna as she took the
repeated deep thrusts of his b*****r's rock-hard prick.

"Oooooooh, yesss, yesssss! Fuck me! Fuck meeee!" she
moaned.

Her pretty face was contorted with lust, her big firm
tits swinging provocatively, her stiff nipples just
grazed the grass. She was getting more and more flushed
all over her body as her arousal mounted. Matt knew it
had been a mistake to switch his attention to his sexy
mother. It was just making him more insanely horny than
before.

"Fuck that cock in there, baby, fuck it! Fuck mommy's
cunt!" she panted. "Fuck me as hard as you want, Terry,
I can take it!"

Terry didn't hesitate a second to accept his mother's
lewd invitation. A lusty grin almost splitting his face,
he began hammering his cock into her with lightening
speed, making her slender body shudder with the impact.
His flat, muscular belly slapped loudly against her ass.
The noise made Matt even more wildly aroused than
before.

Matt groaned and caught himself reaching for his cock.
He was horny enough to sit there and jerk off as he
watched them. But he drew his hand back, jacking off was
k**-stuff. He wanted to cum with his cock squirting deep
up inside his mother's hot, tight little cunthole. He
wanted to hammer his jizz into her womb. He wanted to
cum like a man, not a guilty little k**. But it seemed
like it was going to take forever before he got his turn
with her again, the way his b*****r was going.

Terry was fucking away like some damned machine,
tirelessly and rhythmically. Donna was digging her
fingers into the grass to keep from being knocked
forward by his relentless fucking. Of course, she wasn't
complaining. She had her eyes closed in ecstasy as she
enjoyed every one of his steady deep thrust. Her
increasingly-shrill whimpers told Matt that she was
almost ready to cum.

Matt grinned evilly. His smart-ass b*****r had surprised
himself, cumming before he intended to. There was a
brief expression of bewilderment on Terry's face before
he was carried away with the tide of orgasmic bliss that
washed over his shuddering young body. With urgent,
jerky strokes he hammered his load into his mother's
hotly-clasping little cunthole, while she moaned with
frustration. Unfortunately, Terry hadn't lasted quite
long enough to get her off.

"Okay, k**, get out of the way," Matt snarled as he
crawled over beside Terry. "I'll finish the job for
you."

"The fuck you will," Terry panted. "I can finish it
myself. I just gotta catch my breath."

"You're crazy," Matt snapped, "you just got off!"

"Boys, don't fight," Donna said automatically.

Then her eyes widened in wonder as Terry started moving
his cock in her again, giving himself another quick and
massive hard-on. He hadn't been k**ding... he really was
going to finish the job himself. Donna gurgled with
delight and pushed back at her son's pistoning prick. At
the same time, she heard a disappointed groan from Matt.

"Fuck! I can't believe this!" he cursed.

"Well, believe it, big b*****r," Terry snapped, "and get
out of the way so I can give Mom the fucking she
deserves!."

Reluctantly Matt backed off. He couldn't believe his k**
b*****r had gotten another hard-on so fast, but the
evidence was right before his eyes. Terry was fucking
away as eagerly and stiffly as before. It looked like
he'd never finish enjoying their mom's hot juicy little
cunt. Matt groaned in frustration. He felt like he'd go
out of his mind if he didn't get off soon.

Then it finally dawned on him that there was more than
one way to get off with Mom. He crawled around in front
of her. She had her eyes closed in ecstasy as she took
the repeated hard thrusts of Terry's cock, and she
wasn't aware of Matt getting into position, kneeling
right in front of her. But she noticed it when he
trailed the drooling head of his cock over her lips.

"Mmmmmmm?" she muttered. "Mmmmmmmmmm."

She stuck out her tongue, tasted his cock, and then her
eyes popped open. She looked up at her leering eldest
son, then down at his rigid cock which was poking
stiffly against her lips, seeking entrance to her hot
steamy mouth. Donna reddened. She'd never even dreamed
of taking on two lovers at the same time, let alone two
of her sons! But the more she thought about it, the more
the idea excited her.

"Come on, Mom, suck it," Matt urged hoarsely.

With a lusty little gurgle, Donna opened her mouth and
let him glide the head of his cock over her slippery
tongue. She firmed her lips around his throbbing shaft,
caved in her cheeks, and started to suck. Matt groaned
happily.

"Uuuuhhhhhhh, yeah, Mom, suck my cock," he cried.

Donna moaned. This was the most fantastic sexual
experience of her life, taking one hard, pounding cock
in her cunt while she sucked another. This was an
experience Carl could never have given her. She sucked
ravenously on her older boy's pulsating prick while her
middle son hammered his rock-hard cock faster and faster
in her seething little pussy. In no time at all, she was
hurtling toward an explosive orgasm.

"Mmmmmmm, uuummmmmmmm!" she moaned.

"Oh, Jezus, this is fuckin' wild!" Matt panted.

"It sure the hell is." Terry agreed hoarsely.

Donna noticed that for the first time in their lives her
sons were sharing something they both wanted without
fighting. At least she'd solved that problem. Of course,
there really wasn't anything to fight over. Each boy had
a hot steamy place to piston his cock. She sucked
faster, harder on Matt's swollen cock and steadily
tightened her cunt around Terry's deep-driving prick.

Both boys fucked her vigorously, their young cocks being
stimulated intensely, not only by the tight, slippery
friction of her mouth and cunt but also by the very
thought that they were double-fucking their own pretty
mother. It was soon too much for them.

"Shit, I'm gonna cum!" Matt groaned.

"You and me both!" Terry groaned.

A second later, Donna gave a muffled groan of ecstasy
and her body went into violent orgasmic convulsions.
That really set the boys off! Suddenly she was taking
thick loads of cum at both ends. Her cunt filled and
overflowed with Terry's steaming sperm, and her cheeks
bulged with Matt's equally hot and creamy load.

Terry howled out his own orgasm, gripping his mother by
the waist and pummelling her cunt as hard and as fast as
he could, fucking her powerfully as he creamed in her
belly.

They were all making so much noise that nobody noticed
that the mower had stopped. They were so noisy, in fact,
that Donna's youngest son, Bernie was easily able to
trace them to their hidden spot at the back of the yard.
Curious as to what the hell was going on, Bernie
followed the strange sounds and peered out through the
bushes at the most incredible sight he'd ever seen in
his young life.

-= Chapter 7 =-

Bernie's eyes almost popped out of his head as he
surveyed the scene from his hiding place in the bushes.
His mother and his two older b*****rs were stark naked,
and they were having sex!!

Mom was on her hands and knees, sucking hard on Matt's
stiff cock. Matt's face was red, his eyes clamped
tightly shut, and he was pistoning his prick in and out
between her full red lips. Behind her, Terry was fucking
her really hard, his face all red and contorted, just
like Matt's.

Bernie began to catch their excitement when he realized
that they were all climaxing. His b*****rs were shooting
their loads in Mom's mouth and cunt, and her luscious,
naked body was shaking with ecstasy. Bernie just had to
get a closer look at these incredible events.

As quietly as he could, he wriggled closer, as close as
he dared to his naked f****y. They were just rolling
apart and panting to catch their breath. Mom licked her
lips to get the very last drops of Matt's hot cum. Her
gaping cunt was leaking Terry's thick, creamy jism.

Bernie wondered what had brought all this on. Were they
high on something or what? He was anxious to find out.
He was getting extremely horny watching them, but he was
also seething with envy and resentment. How come he was
the only one left out of this fuck-party? Why did they
always treat him like a k**, just because he was the
youngest one in the f****y? It wasn't fair. He
desperately wanted to get in on the fun. But he knew
from experience that if he stepped out of his hiding
place and asked to join in, his b*****r's would probably
laugh at him like they always did.

Suppressing a sigh of longing, he got more comfortable
in the shrubbery and waited to see what happened next.
He felt his cock start to stiffen as he studied his
mother. He'd always wanted to see her naked, but this
was his first chance. She had the most gorgeous body,
petite and slim, yet with fantastic big tits, not soft
and saggy like some of his friend's mothers... uptilted
and firm like the girls his own age.

At least she was an excellent excuse for a hard-on. It
seemed to Bernie that his prick was stiff all the time
lately. His prick was always swelling into full hardness
at the most inappropriate times, like in class or when
he was talking to a girl and trying to be cool.

Of course, that was probably the result of thinking of
nothing but sex all the time. No matter where he was, or
what he was supposed to be doing, he thought about
fucking and girls and making out. He knew he wouldn't
rest till he lost his virginity, and even that wouldn't
slow him down much. But for openers he needed a girl who
was available and would put out.

Now he knew exactly which girl he wanted... his own
lovely blonde mother. If she could take on his two big
b*****r's at the same time, she shouldn't have any
qualms about fucking him, should she. He couldn't
imagine anything more sexy and exciting than giving up
his cherry to his mother. He ogled her luscious naked
body and felt his cock crowding the crotch of his tight
jeans.

Meanwhile however, for the i****tuous trio in the
clearing, rest time was over. His insatiable b*****rs
were getting horny again. They were both leering at Mom
as she lay stretched out on the grass. Pretty soon they
were inching closer and closer to her. Donna noticed and
smiled. She was so sexy when she smiled like that,
Bernie thought as he reached down to rub the big hard
lump in his pants.

"Where he always is," Terry laughed, "in front of the TV
with a snack. Don't worry about it. Mom. He's just
knocked off for something to eat."

That's what you think, dummy, Bernie thought with a
wicked grin. For once he'd outsmarted his older
b*****rs. But they still had the advantage over him.
They were getting to to cuddle up to their naked mother
and stroke her tits, something Bernie would have given
anything to do. He shivered with envy as Matt fondled
Donna's right tit and Terry her left.

"Mmmmmmmm, you guys are talking me into it," she
murmured, her voice husky with arousal.

"What can we do to really turn you on, Mom?" Terry asked
eagerly.

Donna reddened a little but said, "I'd love it if one of
you went down on me."

Terry reddened, too, and said, "I've never done that
with a girl before, Mom."

"Well, I have," Matt said with a leer, "so move out of
the way and let me show you how it's done."

Terry glared at him for a second, then sighed and moved
off a few feet. Bernie kind of felt for him. Matt was
such a jerk since he finished college, claiming to know
all about everything. He was always correcting Terry and
Bernie. But this time he might really be able to teach
them something.

He claimed to know how to really turn Mom on, and that
was something Bernie definitely wanted to learn. He
watched intently as Matt arranged Donna with her knees
bent and her legs spread wide. Bernie's cock throbbed
painfully against his fly as he studied his mother's
gorgeous pussy.

She was sexier than any of the models in the collection
of girlie magazines he kept hidden under his bed. Her
creamy thighs framed a blonde, pouty-lipped cunt that
excited him more than any centerfold pussy he'd ever
jerked off over. He ogled the glistening pink flesh
between his mother's thighs, a moist narrow slit fringed
with delicate golden curls.

Then Matt got in his way. His oldest b*****r crawled in
between Donna's legs and lowered his flushed face to
within an inch of his mother's gaping pussy. Lying lay
flat on his belly, Matt folded back the golden fur that
fringed her gleaming slit, stuck out his tongue, and
started licking her juicy, pink pussy-flesh. Donna
gasped, gave a convulsive shudder, and dug her nails
into the grass.

"Ohhhhhh, honey, yesssss!" she moaned.

Matt wasn't bluffing this time. He really knew what he
was doing. He raked his gleaming wet tongue up and down
over Donna's fuck-slit, making her go crazy with
pleasure. She writhed and moaned and clawed the grass,
and hot cunt cream dribbled freely from her little cunt
mouth. The faster Matt licked her, the more excited she
got.

"I won't stop, Mom," he muttered hoarsely. "At least not
until I get you off with my tongue."

Donna moaned in ecstasy. One of the things she'd loved
most about her husband's love-making was his expert
pussy-eating. Carl was always able to drive her to bliss
with his tongue and lips. She'd missed those delicious
sensations so much, she was ready to die with longing.
But now it turned out that her eldest son took after his
father in that department... he was a natural-born
pussy-eater too!

Obviously he'd gotten more out of his three years of
college than good grades. He was lashing her pussy-slit
with his big hot tongue and giving her stab after stab
of hot pleasure. Donna couldn't have resisted now even
if she'd tried. She wanted to gorge herself on those
delicious sensations. She could have taken hours of his
delicious tonguing and still be hungry for more.

Then it got even better. After licking every inch of her
juicy wet pussy-slit with his hot tongue, Matt zeroed in
on the most sensitive spot of all, his mother's swollen
clit. He used his lips to encircle the erect little bud,
then flicked at it with the tip of his tongue as he
sucked on it gently. Donna moaned in ecstasy and creamed
helplessly all over his face.

Terry crawled up close to see what His big b*****r was
doing that got his mom so excited. She was moaning
loudly and grinding her cunt up at Matt's mouth as she
clawed the grass with her fingers, and Terry just had to
know the technique he was using. He saw his older
b*****r whipping his tongue around and around their
mom's clit. It was very simple and very effective.

Donna's face was flushed and contorted with pleasure.
She was obviously absorbed in the hot sensations her
son's mouth on her cunt was giving her, not caring about
anything else. Thick pearly cream was pouring from her
cunthole. Matt lapped some of it up and swallowed it,
and the rest trickled down her ass-crack.

Matt snorted with impatience. "Not now," he snapped,
"I'm just about to get her off. Wait till I'm finished."

Terry tried to contain his impatience. He watched to see
just how Matt would bring their mother to climax. Matt
suddenly jammed his lips onto her clit and started
sucking the rosy little button hard. Donna screamed and
almost shot off the grass. She screwed her eyes shut and
arched her back, shuddering in total ecstasy.

"Unnnhhhhh, yesssss, suck meeeeeeee!" she howled.

Donna bucked her hips up, shoving her swollen clit
against her son's sucking lips. She felt herself
rocketing toward orgasm, and she silently thanked
whatever young girl had taught Matt how to eat pussy. He
was even better than his father! Hot blasts of pleasure
ripped through Donna's loins.

"Oh god, yes," she panted, "Suck hard! Don't stop!"

Matt's head bobbed furiously up and down between her
thighs, while Terry was practically bending over them to
watch his b*****r's technique. Meanwhile, about ten feet
away, Bernie was seething in the bushes. He knew Matt
was doing something that was exciting the hell out of
their mother, but he couldn't see what it was.

All he knew was that Mom kept yelling for Matt to go on
sucking. He was sucking some very sensitive spot in her
pussy. She kept her legs wide open, her body arched, as
if practically trying to shove her pussy down his
throat. Then all of a sudden, she stiffened for a
second, gave a low hoarse moan, and then began to
convulse in orgasm.

Bernie's cock tried to bust its way out of his jeans.
His horniest fantasy was of fucking his mom and hearing
her yell like that, moaning that he was making her cum.
That would be such a fantastic experience. And if Terry
and Matt could fuck her, why couldn't he? He wouldn't
settle for that old excuse of him being too young. He
was eighteen, after all.

Donna writhed so hard that Matt couldn't keep his lips
on her pussy. He rose to his knees and pumped two
fingers into her sopping cunt as he watched her cumming,
a triumphant leer on his handsome young face. Bernie had
to admit that old Know-It-All Matt had done a terrific
job. With his fingers pumping her slit, Mom climaxed for
almost a full minute.

"Oh god, honey, that was fantastic!" she sighed.

"Let me do it to you now. Mom," Terry begged.

Of course, Donna couldn't resist. There was nothing she
loved more than a good long cunt-sucking. She lay back
and opened her thighs wide for her second son, peeling
her glistening pussy-lips open with her fingers.

"Alright, baby, come and have a of taste Mommy's hot
cunt," she grinned.

"Okaaaaaay! Out of the way, Matt" Terry ordered.

"Yes, sir," Matt said sarcastically. His prick was
achingly stiff, and all he wanted to do was ram it into
his mother's hot juicy cunt, but unfortunately Terry was
right... it was his turn with Mom. Matt rolled out of
the way, and Terry took his place, going belly-down
between Donna's eagerly parted thighs and bringing his
face right up to her steaming pussy. He stared at the
glistening pink slit and licked his lips, not really
knowing where to start.

"Come on Terry," complained Matt impatiently. "Are you
gonna look at it or lick it?... Stick your tongue right
up her hole. That gets them warmed up."

Donna found that pretty funny. She was beyond "warmed
up," she was on fire. She felt like she could never get
her fill of pussy-eating. Now, as Terry began lashing
his hot wet tongue over the swollen folds of her pussy,
her lust boiled back in full f***e. She wailed with
delight and clawed the ground.

"Unnnnnhhhhh, Terry, yesssss!" she moaned.

Terry quickly got the hang of it, dragging his tongue
back and forth through his mother's juicy slit, flicking
her clit-bud then probing his pointed tongue deep into
her hot fuckhole. He, too, had the f****y talent it
seemed. His hot young tongue slid and stroked all over
Donna's supersensitive pussy folds, causing delicious
sensations of pleasure to wash through her loins. Terry
had been a little bit unsure of himself at first, but
now he was sucking and licking his mother's tasty cunt
like a pro, eagerly swallowing the hot tangy cream which
ran freely from her cunt. Matt watched and nodded his
approval.

"Not bad, little b*****r, not bad" he said. "But now
let's see you get her off like I did!"

Terry resented his b*****r's smug, patronizing tone.
I'll show him, he thought, I'll get Mom off real good!
He opened his mouth as wide as he could and plastered it
over Donna's gaping slit, probing his long stiff tongue
as deep up into her tight little cunthole as it would go
Then, wiggling his tongue inside her pussy like crazy,
he began to suck.

Terry's stiff tongue was cramming her cunt, his nose was
rubbing against her clit and his lips were vacuuming her
juices into his mouth. It was the most exquisite
sensation she'd ever felt. She loved being tongue-
fucked, but this was incredible. She sobbed with delight
and kicked her heels as her son's talented mouth and
tongue sent hot waves of pleasure rippling through her
cunt. The juice ran from Donna's twat in torrents, most
of which Terry sucked up greedily, the rest leaked out
and covered his cheeks and chin with a hot glistening
film.

Terry's head bobbed briskly up and down between his
mom's splayed thighs, and Donna wailed her pleasure. Her
eyes were screwed shut, her voice was hoarse. From his
hiding place, Bernie could hear an obscene sucking
noise, which he knew was Terry's mouth and tongue
sucking and reaming the molten cream from Mom's tight
pussy.

Bernie was beside himself with frustration. It was sheer
torture for him to lie there and watch all this with a
massive hard-on, and not be able to do anything about
it. He wanted to get off with his sexy mom the way his
b*****rs were doing, but he was still too scared at what
they'd say. He couldn't even jack off because he might
make too much noise and get caught.

His balls felt ready to burst with their boiling load,
and his cock was straining hard against the prison of
his pants. Still he couldn't bear to miss a second of
the incredibly exciting scene enfolding before him. As
he watched, Donna stiffened again, gasped, and then
began to shudder and buck as Terry's deeply-plowing
tongue and hot, sucking mouth brought her off. Watching
his sexy mom squirming and squealing in ecstasy, almost
had young Bernie cumming in his jeans.

Terry's head bobbed with lightening speed as he tongue-
fucked his mother through her wild climax. Matt,
crouching close and watching, had a hard-on that you
could bend a steel bar on. It wasn't difficult to guess
what was on his mind. But as Terry finally finished
sucking out the last of Donna's creamy cum and rose to
his knees, Bernie saw that Terry had an equally rock-
hard erection.

Bernie grinned wickedly. This was going to be
interesting. Both his older b*****rs had throbbing hard-
ons, and both were eyeing the juice-filled mouth of
Donna's cunt. Obviously they both wanted to fuck her
right away, so a fight was inevitable. Donna finally
finished cumming, opened her eyes, and sized up the
situation straight away.

Quickly, she rolled over and lifted herself onto her
hands and knees in front of Terry. She crawled right up
close, grabbed his glistening cock, and stuck it in her
mouth. Bernie barely suppressed a snicker. He thought
ol' Terry was going to rocket into space as Mom sucked
his cock into her hot steamy mouth.

"Oh, shit, yeah! Suck it, Mom!" Terry yelped.

Matt hurried around to kneel behind his mother. He
grasped his stiff prick and plugged his swollen cockhead
into the juicy little mouth of her cunt. As he shoved it
into her, Donna shivered and moaned with pleasure. A
fresh stream of hot cunt-cream bubbled out around his
deep-driving cock and gushed down her thighs.

"Mmmmmmm, mmmmmmm," she moaned.

"Oh, shit, your cunt's hot, Mom," Matt cried.

Grasping her slim hips, he began fucking her hard. He
was just too wildly aroused to do it slowly or gently.
But it seemed to be just what she wanted, because she
creamed all over his cock and jerked her hips to his
rhythm. The faster he fucked her, the more excited she
got and the harder she sucked on Terry's cock.

Bernie watched them all in an agony of need and lust.
The whole f****y was having a fantastic time together
getting each other off, except for him. As usual he'd
been left out because they considered him too young.
Well, he just wasn't going to take it any more. No way
was he going to be left out of this party.

A violent shudder rippled through Donna's body as she
began to climax as well. Her hungry, horny cunt went
into spasms around Matt's cock, squeezing it and nipping
at it. She sucked like crazy on Terry's prick feeling it
swell and jerk in her mouth. Then almost simultaneously
her two teenage sons yelped and began to jet their hot,
i****tuous loads into her mouth and pussy.

That did it for Bernie. His b*****rs had each had
several turns with their horny willing mother while he
watched in frustration... now it was his turn. His lust
gave him courage and he stood up. Striding bravely from
his hiding place, he walked right up to the tangle of
writhing bodies. Nobody noticed him for a few seconds,
not till they started coming down from their mutual,
three-way orgasm. Then they all stared at him.

Bernie seemed to tower over them, even though he was the
shortest of the three b*****rs. He stood there with his
hands on his hips, trying to look as cool and calm as he
could.

"Okay, you guys," he snarled at his b*****rs. "out of
the way. It's my turn to fuck Mom!"

-= Chapter 8 =-

Matt and Terry burst into laughter. "Aw, come off it,
Bernie," Matt howled."You've never fucked a girl in your
life. You wouldn't even know what to do!"

"I would too!" Bernie snapped. "And if you two get to
make out with Mom, then so do I."

Matt and Terry just continued to howl with laughter, not
taking him seriously. Donna was inclined to turn him
down, too. She didn't find the situation funny, but she
thought that taking her youngest son's virginity was a
very sobering one. She decided to send his b*****rs away
and talk to him privately so he could at least save his
pride.

"Okay, you two," she said to Matt and Terry, "it's time
to get serious. You've had your fun for the morning, so
go make us some lunch."

"Aw, Mom, we don't wanna quit, now." Terry complained.

"How come you're not sending Bernie with us?" Matt
wanted to know.

"Bernie and I have something to discuss in private,"
Donna replied sternly. "Now go on, go make us all some
sandwiches."

"Yes, ma'am," the boys chorused.

One thing Donna could say for her sons, they were
obedient. Once they saw that she was serious, they
didn't argue. Matt and Terry quickly put on their
clothes and left. But when Donna turned to speak to
Bernie, he was taking off his clothes. He'd kicked off
his sneakers and removed his t-shirt and was just
unzipping his jeans.

"Hold it, young man," Donna snapped. "Just what do you
think you're doing?"

Bernie just stared at her incredulously.

"But, Mom, we're gonna get it on, aren't we?" he asked.

"No, Bernie," Donna said, "we're not. I'm not ready to
take on the responsibility of being your first sex
partner. I just wanted to tell you in private so your
b*****rs wouldn't make fun of you. Now let's get dressed
and go have some lunch."

"Jezus, Mom," Bernie fumed. "I'm eighteen for chrissake!
I may not have gone all the way with a girl before, but
I can't think of anyone I'd rather lose my cherry to,
than to you! Besides, look at this..."

Before Donna could protest, Bernie unzipped his jeans
and dropped them. He wasn't wearing shorts. His cock was
stiff as a board and bobbed stiffly before him, the head
dripping with pre-cum. It was a man-size hard-on. Donna
stared at it in amazement.

She didn't know what else to say for the moment. She
still considered Bernie the baby of the f****y, her
little boy, but he was presenting her with evidence she
couldn't ignore... evidence that certainly proved he was
not her 'little' boy any more, that was for sure!

And there she was sitting naked in front of him. No
wonder the poor k** was turned-on. He'd spied on her and
his b*****rs. He'd watched them fuck her and suck their
cocks. He'd watched them lick her pussy. It probably did
seem outrageous to him that Matt and Terry were allowed
that kind of fun and he wasn't. Donna couldn't blame him
a bit for feeling that way. But could she go so far as
to get it on with her youngest son?

"Well. Mom?" he demanded. "You know it's not fair for
you to make out with them and not me. How about it?"

Bernie didn't wait for an answer. He stepped out of his
jeans and lay down next to her, stark-naked. He pulled
his mother into a hot eager embrace and kissed her,
shoving his hot tongue into her mouth. As he pulled her
against him. Donna felt his rock-hard cock pressing her
belly, throbbing. and leaving sticky trails of pre-cum.

It was that hard cock that did it. In spite of all the
hot love-making she'd just gotten from her older sons,
Donna was still as horny as ever. She wanted to fondle
his cock, lick it, taste it, take it in her cunt. His
magnificent young teenage cock throbbed insistently
against her belly and she just couldn't resist.

Donna let Bernie roll her onto her back as he kissed
her. He scrambled on top of her and cupped her firm,
creamy tits, eagerly molding and squeezing them. Her
tits responded, swelling in his hands, the nipples going
long and erect against his palms. Bernie groaned and
started jerking his hips in a helpless fucking motion.

"Please, Mom," he groaned as he broke off their steamy
kiss, "please let me fuck you. I'm so damned tired of
being a virgin."

Donna kind of wished he hadn't said that. She'd made up
her mind to fuck him till he mentioned his virginity.
Not only was she going to commit i****t with her
youngest son, she was going to take his cherry, too.
Once again, guilt and shame temporarily cleared her
lust-clouded mind. She put her hands against his
shoulders and pushed.

"Bernie, honey, we really shouldn't," she murmured.

"Please, Mom," he repeated hoarsely, "I'm so horny I
could die. It isn't fair for you to fuck them and not
me."

As he spoke Bernie wriggled his way down between his
mother's thighs, and began to probe his steel-hard prick
against the hot, slippery flesh of her pussy. It was
driving Donna wild. She ached to feel every inch of her
young son's stiff cock in her cunt, yet she wondered if
it was right for him to lose his virginity with his own
mother.

As it turned out, she didn't have to make a decision.
Bernie's cock made it for her. He got lucky and hit the
target, the fat head of his prick slamming into the
juicy opening of her cunt. Donna gasped and pushed at
his shoulders again, but too late. With a lusty growl,
Bernie shoved his rock-hard cock all the way into his
mother's tight, clasping hole.

"Awwwwww, yeah," he shouted.

"Unnnnnnhhhhhh," Donna moaned.

She never could resist a big hard cock in her cunt. She
let her hands fall from his shoulders and went limp and
submissive. He'd sheathed his prick clear to the balls
in her juice-slick cunt so he wasn't a virgin any
longer. Why fight it? Why not just relax and enjoy?

Following his natural horny instincts, Bernie began to
fuck her in quick greedy jabs. His belly slapped against
hers, and his prick penetrated deep and hard in her hot,
clinging cunt. It was just the kind of rough, raunchy
fucking that Donna loved best. She lay back and gurgled
with delight, keeping her legs wide-open for her lusty
young son's deep, powerful thrusts.

"Uuuuuhhhhh, shit, Mom, it feels so good," he panted.
"How 'bout for you?"

Why deny it? "Yes, baby, it feels great to me. too," she
moaned, snaking her arms around him.

Donna arched her body up against his so that his
pistoning prick rubbed her clit, increasing the
intensity of her pleasure. She kept her body raised so
she could take his cock as deep as possible. She forgot
all her doubts and hesitations as Bernie hammered his
hard, virile young cock into her insatiable little fuck-
hole.

Mother and son were totally absorbed in fucking each
other, so they didn't notice when Terry and Matt peered
out from the bushes, grinning lewdly. The b*****rs
watched for a moment, then nodded to each other and
left. They'd satisfied their curiosity. They'd just had
to find out what Mom wanted to "discuss" with their
little b*****r in private.

"Horny enough to fuck Bernie?" Matt said with a laugh.
"Man, she must be pretty hardup."

But Matt had it all wrong. Donna could have told him
that. She could have told him that his k** b*****r was a
terrific fuck. She clung to Bernie, moaning and
squealing, as he hammered his nice long, hard cock in
her greedy little cunt and brought her steadily and
helplessly towards orgasm.

Bernie was finding fucking a lot more fun than he'd
imagined. He knew it had to be fun because it was
practically all his pals ever talked about, but he
hadn't realized it would be this good. His mom's cunt
was tight, hot and juicy around his cock, the perfect
place to stick his prick. He never wanted to stop
fucking her.

He didn't have much choice, though, because he was about
to shoot his load like crazy. His lust carried him away,
and he fucked into his moaning, squirming mother with
lightening speed, their bellies smacking loudly
together. He was groaning steadily and hoarsely,
spinning out of control. Then he felt Donna's cunt going
vise-tight around his deeply-plowing cock.

He came a split-second after she did, boiling a huge
load into her spasming cunt. He felt like he shot about
ten gallons of the stuff. It was definitely the best cum
he'd ever had. In fact it was so good that he wanted
another one right away. He hugged his mom tight, not
letting her wriggle out from under him.

"Bernie, honey," Donna laughed finally, "we better go
have lunch."

"In a minute, Mom," he said with a blissful sigh. "Let's
fuck one more time, please."

Donna shivered lustily as she felt her son's prick
growing hard again inside her. He was a young teen,
tireless and constantly horny, which made him ideal for
her needs. After three months without a man, it was
going to take a marathon fucking to satisfy her. She
creamed all over his rapidly-hardening cock.

"Okay, honey, one more time," she agreed shamelessly.

"Let's do it a different way this time," he said
eagerly, "like you were doing it with Matt and Terry."

Without waiting for an answer, he rolled off her. Donna
got onto all fours. What the hell, why not give him the
sex education he needed? If she was going to fuck him,
she might as well teach him a few things in the process.
She settled on her elbows and knees, poking her cute
little ass up in the air.

Donna shivered in anticipation as she felt her son
grasping her hips and positioning the rock-hard head of
his cock into her juicy little cuntal opening. He
paused, and she knew he was taking in the view. It had
to be terribly exciting for him to watch his cock
gliding into a woman's cunt for just the second time in
his life.

"Ohhhhh, yeah, fantastic! You're so much tighter this
way, Mom!" he breathed.

Then he was pushing into her, doing it very slowly,
still absorbed in watched his cock being swallowed by
his mother's hairy, glistening cuntlips.

Donna grabbed fistfuls of grass, anchoring herself,
because she knew that he'd soon be fucking her hard. She
whimpered with pleasure as his long throbbing cock
gradually stretched and filled her cunt, soaking his
stiff shaft with her hot juices. Finally Bernie's balls
came to rest against his mother's cunt-slit.

"Ooooooh, Jezus, yeahhhh!" he breathed.

Bernie looked down at the fantastic sight, his cock
shoved to the hilt in a hot, juicy wet cunt. It was
something he hadn't expected to see, not for years
anyhow. None of the girls he dated wanted to do more
than kiss and cuddle. He'd started to think he was going
to be a virgin till he was fifty, or something.

But his own pretty mother had taken care of that
problem. It was her cunt that steamed and sucked around
his deeply-buried cock. Bernie sighed blissfully and
started pistoning his young prick in and out of her hot,
juicy tightness. Donna moaned and began to hump her hips
back at her son's cock with eager little thrusts.

"You like it, Mom?" he asked hoarsely. "am I fucking you
okay?"

"Mmmmmm, yes, it's fantastic, honey," Donna panted. "You
could do it a little harder and faster, though. I can
take it, and I like it that way."

"Great!" he said eagerly.

He couldn't have gone on fucking her slowly much longer
anyhow. His instincts were carrying him away, urging him
to pound his prick into his mother's tight juicy cunt.
Renewing his grip on her hips, Bernie started fucking
into her harder, faster, and Donna responded with wails
of delight. He felt her clasping cunt soaking his
pistoning prick with spurts of pussy-juice.

Bernie snorted with excitement and fucked his mother
even harder. This was like his best jack-off fantasies
coming to life. He always liked to imagine that he was
driving some gorgeous older woman crazy with pleasure as
he hammered his cock into her, and now it was really
happening. Not only that, but the woman was his own sexy
mother.

"Ooooooh god, oooooh!" she squealed.

Donna's eyes rolled, then closed tightly, as she felt
herself rocketing toward another intense orgasm. She
didn't know how many times she'd have to cum before she
was totally satisfied, but she hadn't come near it yet.
She wanted to go on fucking all day. Luckily she now had
the services of three horny young studs, and her lust-
filled mind reeled with the possibilities.

No sooner would one lusty teenage son finish fucking her
than another would be ready. She could enjoy one stiff
cock after another. She could finally make up for all
those lonely, frustrated nights that she lay awake horny
and without a man. Moaning with pleasure, Donna arched
her back and enjoyed the long, deep thrusts of Bernie's
hard young cock till she was teetering on the very brink
of ecstasy.

"Mmmmm, baby, just a little more," she whimpered, "I'm
almost there."

"I'll fuck you as much as you want, Mom," Bernie
answered adoringly. "I don't ever want to stop fucking
you."

The feeling was mutual. Donna wanted to go on feeling
her youngest son's steel-hard cock pounding in her cunt
forever and ever. But she felt a gigantic climax
starting in the quivering depths of her pussy and it
radiated out to shake her whole body. Her pulsating cunt
nipped and sucked at Bernie's pounding cock, soaking it
with hotly gushing pussy-cream. She was so highly
aroused, it bubbled out of her tightly-crammed pussy and
ran down her legs.

Bernie stared down at his mother in awe as he felt her
tight cunt convulse around his pistoning cock. Her curvy
little body bucked and shuddered as the hot orgasmic
spasms ripped through her. Her cream bubbled up around
his prick and her cunt went into contractions, squeezing
him hard. He didn't cum with her, though. His staying
power had improved after their first fuck, and he wasn't
ready to quit yet. This was too good!

As Donna came down from her delicious climax, she was
overjoyed to feel her son's cock as hard as ever in her
cunt. Her hot little pussy still wasn't satisfied. She
was greedy for more, and Bernie was all ready to give it
to her. But in exchange she wanted to give him a nice
surprise. She wriggled off the impalement of his stiff
prick.

"Let's fuck another way now, honey," she said
shamelessly.

"Great," he said, "how?"

"With me on top," she grinned. "Lie on your back."

Bernie obeyed at once, eager to try anything his sexy
mother suggested. He wanted to learn everything there
was to know about fucking, so he lay on his back, his
engorged prick standing straight up. Donna straddled
him, her knees hugging his hips, her dripping little
cunt mouth poised right over the fat, purple head of his
cock.

Panting with eagerness, she began to slide down his
cock. Bernie practically came just from watching her. As
more and more of his rock-hard cock entered her cunt,
Donna moaned, squirming her ass down and rolled her
eyes, overcome with excitement. Her cunt was steaming
hot and exceptionally tight around his cock. She slid
downward till only his balls were showing, then fell
forward, whimpering with pleasure.

"Fuck me, Bernie," she begged hoarsely, "Fuck Mommy's
hot cunt!"

"Shit, yeahhhhhhhhh," he yelped.

The horny young teenager grabbed his mother by the hips
and started hammering his cock up into her so hard that
her body shuddered with the impact. But Donna wasn't
complaining. She loved his hot, energetic fucking. She
wanted him to slam his cock into her cunt as hard as he
could and fuck her like a wild a****l. With a moan of
pleasure, Donna let her head loll back, and closed her
eyes in ecstasy.

Bernie couldn't have stopped even if he'd wanted to. His
brain had turned off and his prick was in command. He
was fucking away as if his life depended on it,
hammering his incredibly-stiff young cock into her cunt
with lightning speed. Donna loved it. She couldn't get
enough of this wonderful young cock. Grinding her pussy
down hard, she clenched her pussy-muscles around his
deeply-penetrating prick and squeezed him rhythmically,
moaning happily the whole time. Bernie gasped and panted
beneath her, pumping his slim young hips up like crazy
as he fucked himself and his mother toward an explosive
climax.

That was how Matt and Terry found them when they
returned to see what was keeping them so long. The two
b*****rs looked at each other in amazement. It seemed
like Bernie just couldn't quit fucking. They'd left him
fifteen minutes ago fucking his ass off, and he was
still at it. Of course, their mom wasn't complaining.

"Unnnhhhhh, Bernie, honey, I'm almost there," she
moaned. "Fuck me as hard as you can, baby, make me cum!"

"I... I think I'm making myself cum," the boy groaned.

Sure enough, as he pistoned his cock into her with all
the speed and f***e at his command, Bernie began to
shoot his load. But his mother was cumming right along
with him, howling in ecstasy as the delicious spasms
wracked her body, causing her her big firm tits to sway
back and forth. Her tight clinging cunt seemed to be
sucking the jism right out of his balls.

She felt his vigorous spurts deep in her cunt, bathing
her womb in hot, creamy, i****tuous sperm. Bernie kept
on fucking her even after he'd cum. But after three
orgasms in less than half an hour, even young Bernie
couldn't stop his poor over-used cock from finally
deflating inside his mother's cum-filled cunt. As they
wound down from their climax, Terry and Matt stepped out
of the bushes. grinning.

Donna and her sons were just clearing away the lunch
dishes when Bernie looked out the window and yelled,
"Hey, Mom, look who just drove up... it's Dad!"

He didn't look too happy about it, and neither did his
b*****rs. The boys knew that if Carl and Donna
reconciled, the f****y fun would be over. Their father
was a stern man who would beat them black and blue and
throw them out of the house if he ever found out they'd
been fucking their mother. The boys looked anxiously at
Donna.

"You guys go on out back and finish your chores," she
said. "I'll handle this."

Begrudgingly they obeyed, looking more than a little
concerned. Donna went to the window and watched Carl get
out of his car. Tall, dark-haired. and very good-
looking, he was just as physically attractive to her as
ever. But she hated the smug look on his face as he
walked up the front steps. He really was a self-centered
prick, she thought.

He rang the doorbell, and Donna went to answer it.
Brushing past her into the house, he said, "Well, this
is your lucky day, baby. I've decided to come back."

Carl reddened slightly and said, "Aw, the hell with her.
That's all over now. I'm ready to come back to you and
the boys."

"Really?" Donna said dryly. "Pardon me if I'm a little
puzzled, Carl, but a few days ago you said you were
going to marry this girl. She didn't dump you, did she?"

He got even redder.

"Would you believe she decided I'm too old for her?" he
sneered. "The stupid little bitch had it made, and then
she decides to run off with some young stud she met at
the bowling alley."

Donna turned away to hide a smirk. So Carl had gotten a
taste of his own medicine? She loved it. But then she
stiffened as he came up behind her and slipped his arms
around her to cup her tits. He began squeezing and
molding her firm, round tits and rubbing against her.
Despite her anger, Donna felt her pussy tingle at her
husband's touch.

"I bet you'll be pretty glad to have me back, huh,
baby?" he said. "You must be pretty horny by now. But
I'm all ready to take care of that. Let's go to bed."

Her husband's hands on her body were getting to her.
Carl could be very persuasive when he wanted to be, but
despite the lust rising rapidly in her loins, Donna
thought about her sons and the fun she'd been having
with them. That would all end if Carl came back. Not
only that, but she'd be giving up the great sex she'd
been having with her boys only to risk having Carl run
off on her again. What did she need with a bastard like
him? If she wanted sexual satisfaction, she already had
it with her three horny young sons.

"Carl, I'm not interested in getting back together,"
said Donna, wriggling out of her husband's grasp. "I'm
proceeding with the divorce. Now, please leave."

He stared at her stupidly, his mouth hanging open.

"Jezus! I'm beginning to think all women are crazy," he
scowled angrily. "Well, go ahead and divorce me, Donna,
but you're gonna be sorry when you do."

"Oh, I don't think so," Donna smiled smugly. "Now get
out!"

Carl stormed out of the house and drove away in a cloud
of smoke and screeching tires Donna she wasn't at all
sorry to see him go. Sure, some day the boys would marry
leave home, but by then she would have found herself
another man, a guy her own age, somebody who'd treat her
better than Carl had. She wasn't worried about the
future.

In fact she wasn't even thinking about the future, only
the present. Carl's hands had excited her to the point
where her pussy was itching for cock, and this time she
knew exactly how to quench her insatiable desires. She
hurried out back and as she'd expected, the boys weren't
doing anything, just pacing around waiting for her. No
doubt they were wondering what had happened between her
and their father.

"No, honey, he isn't," Donna smiled. "We just had a few
things to settle about the divorce. And now I've got a
nice treat for you guys, so come on in the house."

The boys looked delighted now that they knew nothing
would interfere with the fun they were having with their
sexy mother. Donna led the way into the house, knowing
full well that three pairs of lusting eyes were focused
on her shapely undulating ass. She proceeded directly to
the master bedroom. There she quickly stripped, then
walked over to the king-size bed and stretched out.

"Mommy's feeling horny, boys," she grinned. "So let's
have a little more fun. Last one undressed and over here
is a rotten egg."

Clothes started flying in every direction as the three
b*****rs competed to see who could get to their
gorgeous, naked mother first. She watched with
undisguised lust as they uncovered their trim teenage
bodies. Their young cocks were starting to stiffen
already, and Donna wriggled her horny ass on the bed in
lusty anticipation. Carl had been right in one
respect... this really WAS her lucky day.

Not many love-starved housewives were lucky enough to
have three handsome, virile young teenage boys to take
care of their horniness. Donna's pussy grew hot and wet
as the b*****rs finished stripping and raced for the
bed. They dived onto it and almost broke the springs,
all of them hitting the bed at the same time.

"Hmmmmm, I guess it was a tie," Donna grinned.

"Oh, no, it wasn't," Bernie cried, making a dive for
her.

Before his older b*****rs could even get near her,
Bernie was snuggled up to his pretty mother and fondling
her hot, naked tits. She felt this stiff cock stabbing
against her thigh and leaving sticky spots of juice.
Terry and Matt scowled at him, then voiced their
disapproval.

"Bernie, you little rat!" Matt exclaimed.

"That's not fair," Terry snapped.

"Aw, you guys are just jealous 'cause I got to Mom
first," Bernie said smugly. "Tough shit. You'll just
have to wait your turn."

Donna could see that Bernie was enjoying the hell out of
his triumph over his older b*****rs. She decided to add
to his enjoyment. She pulled him into a tight,
passionate embrace and kissed him, wantonly rubbing her
swollen cunt-mound against his cock. Bernie gave a
muffled groan of lust and thrust his tongue into his
mother's mouth, returning her kiss hotly.

Donna broke the kiss and muttered lustily, "Mmmmmmmm,
Bernie, you're making me so horny. Your cock is so big
and hard and... uhhhhhh, honey, I want you to fuck me
with it... right now!"

Bernie beamed with pride. His mom was making him look
really good in front of Terry and Matt.

"Alriiiiight! You got it, Mom!" he grinned
enthusiastically. "How about with you on top?"

"Sure, honey," Donna said, staring hungrily at her young
son's cock.

Bernie stretched out on his back, and his tireless young
prick stood straight up, stiff and steely, drooling pre-
cum. It was all ready for action... and so was Donna.
The sight of a nice hard cock always had that effect on
her. She threw a leg over her son and straddled his lean
young hips.

Bernie gazed up at her, practically cross-eyed with
lust. His mother had such a fantastic body, slim and
curvy, yet with those big, firm tits which were wobbling
enticingly as she got into position over him. She
started rubbing the hot, wet flesh of her cunt-slit over
the engorged head of his cock.

"Go ahead, honey," she purred, "stick it in me."

"Oooooh, shit yeahhhh," Bernie sighed blissfully.

Lifting his ass off the bed, he positioned the swollen
head of his cock into his mother's soaked cuntal opening
and then slid his prick up into her with deliberate
slowness. He wanted to savor that first thrust, but he
also wanted to drive his b*****rs wild. He succeeded.
Matt and Terry watched the slow progress of their young
b*****r's long, thick cock into their mother's tight,
slippery cunt and groaned.

"Uhhh, shit," Matt cried enviously.

"Oooh, fuck," sighed Terry.

Both boys wished it was their own stiff cocks gliding up
into the tight, juicy heat of their mom's clinging
little cunt. They shivered with longing and envy as
Bernie slowly and deliciously buried his hard young
prick in Donna's pussy. He prolonged the thrust as long
as he could.

"Well, you'll just have to be patient, guys," Bernie
said with a maddening grin, " 'cause I'm gonna take my
time and fuck Mom real slow. I wanna enjoy this."

His b*****rs looked ready to murder him, but they didn't
say anything more. They knew he was just egging them on.
They lounged on the bed and watched, stroking their
fierce, belly-hugging hard-ons. At last Bernie sank his
cock so deep into Donna's cunt that only his balls were
showing.

She wasn't k**ding. Bernie's slow, deep penetration had
driven her wild with excitement, and she was creaming
all over his deeply-lodged prick. She ached for some
hard action, wanting to feel his thick hard-on reaming
and pounding her itching little cunt. She didn't have
long to wait. Bernie gave a snort of lust and started
fucking her in the quick eager strokes she loved.

Bernie didn't need much prompting, of course. He was
grunting and panting and moaning as he hammered his
swollen cock in the tight, silky tunnel of his mother's
hot cunt. He fucked her faster and harder as his arousal
mounted, and her body quivered with the impact, her big
ripe tits jiggling and swaying erotically.

Donna let her head loll back, and she whimpered and
squealed with delight. What in the hell did she need
with Carl? She had three stiff teenage cocks at her
service. Her boys were going to be even better lovers
than their dad, not only because they were young and
virile and insatiable, but because she'd be training
them. For a couple of years, at least, there wouldn't be
room in her life for a husband. She'd be too busy with
her sons.

"Uhhhh, baby! Fuck it to me, fuck it to meeee!" she
wailed.

Bernie had a huge smile on his face as he hunched his
hips up his moaning mother, burying his cock balls-deep
in her drooling cunt with every powerful stroke. He
fucked her for several minutes like that, increasing the
speed and rhythm of his strokes until he had Donna
almost on the brink of orgasm. Then he'd slow down and
fuck her long and deep, lifting her up by the hips until
his cock-tip was just between the clasping lips of her
cunt, then slamming her back down over his prick until
their hairy wet pubes mashed and meshed together.

Actually Donna and Bernie had only been at it for about
ten minutes, but to the horny boys it seemed like a
century. They focused on his pistoning cock, watching it
slice in and out between Donna's tightly-stretched
cuntlips. They watched it cram her belly full then suck
it's way along the glistening shaft as he pulled out.
They could hear it, too. Bernie's thick prick made an
obscene sucking noise as it pumped in and out of Donna's
bulging pussy-slit, whipping her cunt-juice into a
creamy white froth.

As if that wasn't maddening enough for the two horny
b*****rs, their mother was squealing and moaning with
pleasure the whole time Bernie fucked her. Her head
lolled back, and her pretty face was twisted into a
lusty grimace as she took the deep, hard thrusts of his
cock. Both Terry and Matt were recalling how deliciously
tight and hot their mother's cunt was, and they ached to
fuck her.

Terry grunted his agreement, and they watched eagerly as
Bernie obeyed Donna's request and fucked her with all
the speed and f***e he could manage. His handsome young
face was red, and he was groaning, which were good
signs. Then his eyes started rolling crazily, and
finally they closed tightly as he fucked himself and his
mother to the very edge of climax.

"Ohhhh, shit, unnnhhhhh!" he groaned.

"Go for it, you little bastard, get off!" Terry hissed.

"Yeah, hurry up and cum! Fuck her hard! Cum in her
cunt!" growled Matt, fisting his throbbing cock.

Bernie didn't hear them. He wasn't conscious of anything
but the overwhelming excitement he felt as his mom's
cunt squeezed and sucked at his pounding, hammering
prick. Then he felt the molten surge of her cum-juices
all around his cock-shaft, and she threw back her head
and began to scream in orgasm.

Then they stared at each other. One little detail hadn't
been decided yet... which one of them would go next with
their mother. They could fight it out, Matt thought, or
they could save time. He slipped off the bed, got his
pants, and fished a coin out of the pocket.

"Heads," Terry said.

Matt cursed as the coin came up heads. Terry, on the
other hand, was grinning fiendishly when Donna finally
rolled off Bernie's dripping cock and onto her back. The
next thing she knew, Terry was kneeling between her legs
and thrusting his hugely swollen cock into the soaked
mouth of her pussy hole. She'd hardly caught her breath
yet, but as Terry's lust-swollen young prickhead lodged
itself between her glistening cuntlips she felt her lust
boiling back as strong as ever.

And to make sure she really got every inch of it, Donna
threw her legs up over his shoulders, completely opening
herself to him. His b*****rs crowded closer to watch
because the view was fantastic. They watched Terry's
thick, blue-veined cock gliding fully into their mom's
golden-fringed pussy.

"Unnnhhhhh, yesssss!" she wailed.

"Oh, shit, so tight... so fuckin' hot!" Terry sighed.

He was too outrageously horny to be slow or gentle. He
couldn't take his time and show off the way Bernie had.
All Terry could think about was getting his rocks off.
He started fucking his groaning mother with quick hard
strokes. Luckily that was the way Donna loved it best.
She responded with howls of delight, and soaked his
hammering prick with molten spurts of cream.

"Unngghhhh, yesssss, Terry! Fuck it to me hard, lover"
she hissed, "fuck the living shit out of me!"

That just got him more excited, and he fucked into her
like a pile driver, grunting and panting with lust. Each
deep hard thrust was ecstasy to the horny mom, and she
creamed heavily and helplessly. The molten juice was
f***ed out by his plowing prick, and it soaked her pussy
and gushed down the crack of her ass.

"Ohhhhh, harder! Harder! God, yessss, I love it," she
wailed.

Again she wondered what she needed with Carl. Most women
would have been glad to get their husbands back, but
Donna was perfectly content with things the way they
were. She'd been hooked on the sex Carl gave her, but
she had a much better source now. Three lovers were
definitely better than one.

Donna looked up at Terry's lust-contorted face and
realized that her son was about to shoot his load in
her. Not wanting to be left behind, she deliberately
tightened her cunt around his pistoning cock, creating
delicious hot friction that took her right to the edge
of orgasm. She felt the hot explosion deep in her cunt,
then it flashed out to engulf her whole body.

"Unnnnhhhhh, Terry, yeahhh! Oooohh, baby! I'm cumming!"
she howled.

Terry felt his mother's cunt spasm tightly around his
fucking cock, almost sucking the jism right out of his
balls.

A few seconds later Terry flopped back exhausted, his
sticky, glistening cock slipping from his mother's cum-
filled cunt. Donna saw Matt heading for her on his hands
and knees, and she quickly went into the doggy position
eager for yet another stiff cock. She squealed with
delight as her eldest son grabbed her hips roughly and
just rammed his rock-hard prick up her sperm-slick
cunthole until his hairy balls slapped into her clit.

Matt was even more insanely horny than Terry had been,
if that was possible. He fucked his mother savagely,
pounding his cock into her cunt like there was no
tomorrow. His belly slapped loudly against her ass, and
the impact of his urgent fucking rocked her whole body.
Donna clawed the bedspread and held on tightly, gasping
and moaning with pleasure.

Terry and Bernie exchanged excited glances. They knew
their mom was serious when she said things like that.
She really did want to go on fucking them forever. They
welcomed the assignment. And they were relieved that Dad
hadn't returned to be part of the f****y. He would have
hogged their sexy mom all to himself.

As far as the boys were concerned, their f****y was
perfect just the way it was. Mom's lust was ample,
enough to provide all three of her horny teenage sons
all the fucking they could ever want... and that was a
lot! She needed them, and they needed her. Right now she
was proving just how badly she needed them, fucking them
one after the other.

Donna's pretty face was twisted into a grimace of lust
as Matt fucked her to the brink of climax for the third
time. She stiffened for a second or so, groaned, and
then her petite body shook hard as violent orgasmic
spasms ripped through her. Her cunt contracted
rhythmically around Matt's prick, and he yelled, unable
to prevent himself shooting his load into her sucking,
squeezing little twat.

After that intensive round of love-making, everybody had
to rest. Yet they knew the fun was just beginning. As
teenagers, the b*****rs were always horny. As for Donna,
after so many months without sex, she still had a lot of
lust to satisfy. She could thank Carl for that, she
thought with amusement.

If he hadn't got her hooked on sex and then left her
high and dry, she never would have gotten it on with the
k**s. Yet now that she'd made it with them, she didn't
need Carl. If he'd only known it, he was responsible for
the whole thing.

-= Chapter 10 =-

But of course, Carl would never know. If he found out
that Donna had been fucking their sons, he'd make sure
the boys never saw her again, and he'd get everything
they owned in the divorce settlement. So Carl would
never find out just exactly why his wife didn't need him
any more. And that was fine with Donna. Let him wonder.
Meanwhile she'd be having the time of her life.

As she and the boys lay sprawled on the king-size bed
she'd shared with Carl for so many years, she didn't
feel a bit of sympathy for her cheating husband. In fact
she quickly forgot all about him as she eyed Bernie's
cock.

All the boys had enticing cocks, but Bernie's was
closest. Donna crawled over to him, bent low, and
started lashing his prick with her hot wet tongue.
Bernie gasped with delight, and in no time at all his
prick was swelling and stiffening in her mouth. His
excited moans got his b*****rs' attention.

Terry and Matt watched with rapidly mounting lust as
their sexy mom tongue-whipped their little b*****r's
prick. Bernie's eyes looked about to pop out of his head
as he watched her, and he was getting all red in the
face and starting to breathe hard. His b*****rs couldn't
blame him one bit. They just wished Mom was going down
on them, too, but they'd have to wait their turn.

"Wow, Mom," Matt sighed. "I just wish there was some way
you could lick three cocks at once."

It was a crazy idea, but she just had to try it. She got
the boys to kneel side by side, and then she crouched in
front of them, on her bands and knees, bending low. She
stuck out her tongue and started whipping it swiftly
back and forth, lashing all three cocks. It was a little
awkward, but it was going to work.

"Wild!" Matt laughed.

"Shit, yeahhhhh!" Terry chuckled.

"Ohhhh, yeah, Mom, lick our cocks!" Bernie moaned.

For the moment Bernie was the only one taking things
seriously but before long Terry and Matt were red-faced
with excitement, too. Donna's tongue was hot, juicy, and
incredibly exciting on their cocks. Their pricks quickly
swelled up as stiff as Bernie's. Soon, three engorged
young cocks stuck out straight and rigid, driving Donna
wild.

"Mmmmmm, mmmmm," she moaned.

She lashed her tongue back and forth as fast as she
could, hotly aroused by having three gorgeous pricks to
lick. Soon it got even better, as hot juice began to
leak from the boys' cocks. She stabbed for the tasty
cream with the tip of her tongue, swallowing it as fast
as she could get it.

In a wicked way, she wished Carl could see her now. She
wished he could see what his cheating ways had driven
her to, and she wanted him to know that his three sons
could take care of her much better than he had. It would
be quite a sight for him if he happened to walk into the
bedroom just now. Donna stark naked on her hands and
knees, tonguing her sons' three stiff cocks at once.

But of course no one could ever be allowed to know what
went on in the privacy of this bedroom. It would be a
secret between her and the boys forever. One day, not
too long in the future, they'd be married and she'd have
another husband, and then they'd have to act as if none
of this had ever happened. In the meantime, though,
Donna intended to enjoy the pleasure while it lasted.

She opened her lips and sank them greedily down around
Matt's rigid erection, sucking lustily on his cock, as
he groaned with delight. She grasped Terry and Bernie's
stiff pricks in her fists and started pumping them.
Soon, all three boys were moaning loudly and hunching
their raging hard-ons at their horny mother.

"Ohhhhhh, yeah, Mom, suck it!" Matt howled.

"Suck mine too, Mom!" Terry added hoarsely.

That was just what Donna had in mind. She sucked loudly
and ravenously on Matt's throbbing prick, bringing him
quickly to the verge of climax. She drooled as she
anticipated all the delicious cock cream she would soon
be swallowing as she sucked her sons' cocks one after
the other.

"Unnnnhhhh, don't stop, Mom, I'm gonna cum," Matt
groaned.

Donna sucked even harder on his prick as he approached
his peak, letting her son know how hungry she was for
his load. His handsome face twisted into a lusty
grimace, and his hips began to move of their own accord,
fucking his glistening cock deep into his mother's
mouth. His throbbing shaft slid across her slippery
tongue and into her throat, but Donna managed to take
everything he was giving her, moaning with pleasure as
she pumped her hot little fists furiously on the other
boy's cocks.

"Oh, shit, yeahhhhhh! Cum in her mouth, Mat!" Terry
cried.

Matt couldn't say a thing, he was so close to cumming.
Bernie wasn't talking, either. He was too horny to do
anything but groan as he watched his mom's tightly-
stretched lips sliding up and down the thick blue-veined
shaft of Matt's glistening cock. Then all of a sudden,
Matt let out a yelp, and Donna's cheeks swelled hugely.

"Eat it, Mom, unnnhhhhhh, fuck yeassssssss!" Matt
hissed.

He kept hammering his cock between his mother's lips as
jet after jet of hot creamy sperm exploded into her
mouth. Donna's cheeks kept swelling as Matt's huge load
filled her mouth to overflowing. Bernie and Terry
watched in awe as their b*****r emptied his balls into
their mother's mouth. She hadn't even started swallowing
yet! Suddenly, hot cream began to dribble from the
corners of her lips as Donna tried desperately to hold
the whole load in her mouth. But it was no good, there
was just too much, she had to gulp it all down now or
loose it. Donna gave a hoarse moan of satisfaction as
she swallowed the whole salty mouthful.

"Oooh, Christ, that was good!" Matt sighed, flopping
back onto the bed to catch his breath.

"One down and two to go!" grinned Donna, licking her
spermy lips.

She didn't even pause to catch her breath. She just
moved right on to the next cock, which was happened to
be Bernie's. She slid her hot lips down around it and
caved in her cheeks and started sucking like crazy.
Bernie screamed with delight.

"Uuuuuhhhh, yeah Mom, suck me off too," he cried.

Donna was careful to go on pumping Terry's throbbing
erection while she blew his k** b*****r. She didn't want
any of her boys to feel left out or neglected. She
suctioned the tasty cream out of Bernie's cock-hole and
swallowed it, drooling as she anticipated getting a
second load of hot boy-cream in a few moments. Like his
b*****r, Bernie soon found it impossible to control his
hip movements and started fucking her mouth.

"Unnnnhhhhh, shit, yeah, unnnhhhh, fuck!" he moaned.

His face was beet-red with excitement, his teeth
flashing in a lusty snarl as he hammered his swollen
prick over his mother's hot slippery tongue. Donna
sucked faster and faster on Bernie's wildly throbbing
young cock, bringing his arousal to fever pitch. At the
same time she felt Terry's prick bucking and pulsating
in her fist.

"Ohhhh, shit, Mom, I'm cumming!" Bernie suddenly howled.

Donna groaned with delight as her youngest son filled
her mouth with his steaming jism. She let her cheeks
swell out, just as she'd done with Matt, wanting to hold
and savor the hot cream as long as she possibly could.
Only when her cheeks threatened to burst did she finally
gulp down the boiling load.

"Mmmmm, uuuummmmmm," she moaned

"Holy shit," Bernie sighed, his knees trembling.

He collapsed back onto the bed beside Matt, his cum-
coated cock slipping from his mother's lips. Again Donna
didn't hesitate a moment before moving on to the next
cock. Terry was ready for her. As she opened her
glistening red lips, he shoved his rigid prick between
them, cramming his cock into the tight, juicy sheath of
his mother's hot mouth.

Terry had had to wait the longest, so he was the
horniest by far of the three b*****rs. He started
fucking her mouth right away, slamming his prick back
and forth over her tongue and moaning steadily. His face
was flushed and contorted with excitement, his cock
throbbing so hard that Donna expected it to explode in
her mouth at any second.

Of course, that was exactly what she wanted. She could
hardly wait to taste yet another hot load of creamy
teenage cum. She knew she was having a very rare
experience, one that few women would ever know. She was
sucking off one hard, throbbing cock after another and
swallowing every drop. The fact that the cocks she was
sucking so wantonly just happened to belong to her own
horny young sons, made it all the more exciting.

Hungry for his jizz, Donna sucked as hard and fast as
she could on his pistoning prick, making him whimper
with delight. She knew it would be just a matter of
seconds before Terry squirted his jism into her throat,
and she drooled shamelessly at the very thought of it.
If today's experience didn't satisfy her hunger for
sucking cock, nothing would.

"Ohhhhh, fuck, here it comes, Mom! Aaaaagggghhhhhh!"
Terry roared.

"Mmmmm, unnnnhhhhhh!" moaned Donna jacking her fist up
and down the length of her son's cock between her
sucking lips and the base.

For the third time in just a few minutes, her mouth was
filled almost to bursting with delicious, hot boy-cum.
She gulped down blast after blast of the stuff, while
Terry whimpered helplessly and hammered his squirting
cock deeper into her mouth. Then he fell back on the bed
to join his b*****rs, and Donna licked her lips to get
the very last drops of his tasty young jizz.

"Wow, that was incredible," Matt grinned. "I think you
deserve a little reward, Mom. Why don't you just stretch
out and let me suck your pussy for a while?"

"Mmmmmm, honey, I'd love that," Donna gurgled.

Rolling onto her back, she bent and spread her legs
wide, shamelessly offering her glistening pink pussy-
slit to her eldest son. Matt crawled between them. She
loved the way he was always so eager to suck her cunt.
She suspected he had a real hunger for pussy-cream. If
so, he could have all he wanted from her. She moaned
with delight as his hot breath tickled the juicy flesh
of her gaping cunt.

He crawled up close on one side, and Terry moved in on
the other. They were almost crowding Matt as he went to
work, they were so eager to learn his successful
techniques. They watched his tongue flash out, red and
wet, and they saw him whip it up and down over their
mother's cream-beaded cuntlips.

"Oooooh, yes, honey," she squealed, "I just love that."

The thick hot cream flowing from her cunt proved that
she wasn't lying. Under Matt's lashing tongue, her pussy
swelled and got all rosy-red, and soaked with her cunt-
juice. Donna kept her legs wide-open for him,
shamelessly offering her son her whole steaming snatch.
Matt snorted with excitement as he sucked up his
mother's tasty pussy-cream, probing his tongue up into
her hot little cunt-hole for more.

Bernie was very impressed. He just had to learn
everything Matt was doing so he could try it on the
girls he dated. Then maybe they'd get so hot, they'd let
him fuck them. He edged even closer, panting on his
mother's heaving belly as he watched the lashing action
of Matt's expert tongue.

"Let me try it, Matt," he begged.

"Piss off! I just got started," Matt mumbled
impatiently.

"Matt, I'd really appreciate it if you could teach
Bernie how to suck my pussy," Donna said seductively. "I
promise I'll make it up to you later."

"Oh, all right," he sighed, moving out of the way. "Go
ahead, k**, give it a try."

"Great!" Bernie cried, scrambling eagerly between
Donna's legs.

He stuck out his tongue and started whipping it up and
down the gleaming slit of her cunt, licking up all the
cream just as he'd seen Matt do. To his delight, his
mother loved it. She whimpered with pleasure and creamed
all over his tongue. Pussy-eating wasn't so hard to
learn after all.

"Hey. there's nothing to it," he said.

"Oh, yeah, smart-ass?" Matt replied. "Let's see you make
her cum."

Bernie reddened. He didn't know how to do that, and it
showed in his face.

"Move over, squirt," Terry laughed. "I know how to do
it." He sure did. Matt had taught him how to tongue-fuck
their mother earlier, and he was eager to try it again.

He crawled between Donna's splayed thighs and crammed
his long stiff tongue into her cunt. She almost flew off
the bed, the pleasure was so sudden and powerful. She
moaned hoarsely and creamed all over his face.

"Ohhhh, yes, honey, yessss!" she cried, clawing at the
bedspread.

"Watch and learn little b*****r," Matt said.

"I am, I am," Bernie panted.

Why hadn't he thought of that? Terry's stiff tongue was
stabbing in and out of Mom's cunt just like a cock, and
she was wailing with pleasure. She was responding just
as if she was being fucked. It was so simple, yet it
hadn't come to him when he needed it. Bernie realized
once again just how much he had to learn about sex.
Luckily he had a lot of expert teachers, his mother and
his older b*****rs. He memorized every detail as Terry
flicked his long rigid tongue in and out their mother's
juicy little fuckhole, bringing her quickly and easily
to the verge of orgasm. She closed her eyes tightly,
whimpering with ecstasy.

It happened just a few moments later. Terry thrust his
thick tongue deep into his mother's gooey pussy-hole,
and rolled her clit with his thumb, setting off a
violent orgasm that rattled her bones. She climaxed so
hard that she rolled right off the impalement of his
tongue and writhed around on the bed, moaning and
convulsing.

Donna didn't know how long the delicious climax went on.
But when she finally opened her eyes again, a
deliciously erotic sight awaited her. Her handsome young
sons all had raging hard-ons. They knelt there, fisting
their cocks as they stared hungrily at her gaping cunt,
each of them eager to fuck her. Donna just wished there
was some way she could take on all three of them at the
same time.

It was such a hassle when they argued over her. Now they
were glaring at each other, prepared to fight about
who'd get the first turn. If she could just take care of
all of them at once, she could end the arguing for good.
She thought about it for a moment, and then her eyes lit
up.

"Boys," she purred, "I've got an idea."

"I hope it involves fucking," Matt said hoarsely, his
cock hugging his belly in a fierce hard-on.

They would have gone on and on if Donna hadn't crawled
right over to Matt and pushed him onto his back. He
stared up at her in surprise, then started to grin with
triumph as Donna straddled him and rubbed her creamy
cunt-slit over the fat, purple head of his cock. Then,
grabbing the rigid shaft by the base, she lowered her
hips and stuffed it into her juice-slick cunt.

"Yeahhhhh, Mom, let's fuck," Matt cried as his cock slid
up into his mother's tight, slippery little cunt to the
balls.

"Why him?" Terry groaned.

"Yeah, no fair," Bernie whined.

"Now, boys, I'm going to take care of you, too!" Donna
said as she ground her pussy down over the thick
impalement of her oldest son's stiff cock. "There's no
need to quarrel, because nobody's going to be neglected.
Bernie, come and stand in front of me."

Bernie quickly obeyed and found his drooling prick lined
up with his mother's moist, pink lips. He shivered with
excitement.

"Terry," said Donna, grinning lewdly at her middle son,
"get behind me and use your imagination."

"Huh?"

"I said, use your imagination... there's another hole
back there isn't there?"

"You mean?"

"Yes, baby, fuck mommy's asshole!"

"Holy Shit! You're serious!" gasped Terry.

"No, she wants you to fuck her left nostril, fool!
Jezus, you're lame sometimes, Terry!" snapped Matt
impatiently. "Hurry up, so we can get this show on the
road.

Terry gave his b*****r the finger and crawled around
behind his mother, running his hands over her naked ass.
He could see Matt's thick cock already fucking deeply in
her cunt and her tiny pink asshole winking enticingly at
him just above it. Straddling, Matt's legs, Terry
bellied up to his mother's ass and prodded the tip of
his cock against her pouting anus.

As she felt Terry's cock nudge her anal ring, Donna gave
a moan of joy and sucked Bernie's throbbing cock into to
her hot mouth. Caving in her cheeks, she sucked loudly
and hungrily on her youngest son's prick while riding
his b*****r's pistoning cock. She felt Terry pressing
the fat head of his prick into the little puckered mouth
of her asshole, and she moaned in anticipation. The
delicious depravity of actually taking her son's three
cocks inside her at once was an incredible turn-on.

"Unnnnhhhhh, mmmmmm!" she moaned.

Terry had his hands on his mother's hips and was easing
his stiff cock into her ultra-tight back passage. Once
he got the flared head past her anal ring, his prick
slid into her buttery chute easily. Terry threw back his
head and moaned loudly as his mother's tight asshole
swallowed his prick. He just let her satiny anal walls
grip the length of his shaft for a moment, then he began
to move his cock in and out, side by side with Matt's
rock-hard prick, which was vigorously reaming her cunt.
Donna couldn't believe the excitement of being impaled
by three long, hard cocks at the same time.

"Oh, wow, this is wild!" Terry cried.

"It sure the hell is," Matt agreed hoarsely.

Bernie just moaned.

Donna couldn't say anything either, with her mouth full
of cock, but her muffled moans of pleasure and the lusty
writhing of her body told them how aroused she was. She
sucked hungrily on Bernie's cock, grinding her cunt down
on Matt's prick. Her muscular little ass-ring sucked and
squeezed Terry's twitching shaft as he fucked his
mother's tight clinging asshole.

Before long Donna started to cum and she couldn't seem
to stop. She had a whole string of orgasms, one after
the other, as she took the double stimulation of a cock
in her cunt and in her asshole. Then Bernie yelped and
started shooting his load down her gulping throat. He
was quickly joined by his b*****rs, as Matt and Terry
filled their mother's cunt and asshole with thick, hot
jizz.

"Uhhhhhh, Mom, aaaggghhhh!" Bernie yelled.

"Cumming up your hot cunt, Mom, unnnggghhhh!" Matt
howled.

"Ohhhhh, Jezus, yeahhhhhhh... whhhaahhhhh!" Terry
roared.

Donna moaned in absolute ecstasy, taking as much sperm
into her body at one time as a woman possibly could. She
didn't feel lonely and horny any more, thanks to her
three loving sons. Together they would ride out this
divorce and have an even better f****y than before. In
the next few years, she was going to experience more
pleasure than she'd ever even dreamed of with her
husband.

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